Chapter 9

Even now, they couldn’t comprehend the depth of their betrayal.

“Caspian,” I said quietly, “Mom was literally driven to her death by Camilla Winters. And you chose Victoria over your own sister. Does it ever cross your mind that Mom might be watching all this

from wherever she is?”

Caspian’s face crumpled like wet paper. He stumbled backward as if physically struck.

“Jesus Christ,” he choked out, clawing at his hair. “What have I become? Who the fuck am I

anymore?”

Dad remained desperate, oblivious to his son’s breakdown.

He grabbed my hand with trembling fingers, his designer stubble now patchy and unkempt.

“Sweetheart, come on. This is just–this is just a rough patch. Every family has them.”

“You’re barely nineteen. How are you going to survive out there alone? You need us, Val. You need

me.”

The mighty Maxwell Dagonet–who once made Fortune 500 CEOs quiver–now practically on his

knees.

“Please, baby girl. One more chance. I’ll sell the Hamptons house. I’ll give to whatever charity you want. Just tell me what to do.”

detachment, like watching a

row.

between us, his Loro Piana cashmere

he said, his accent more pronounced when irritated. “My granddaughter has made her wishes clear. The conversation

and Caspian froze like

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the

Ukraine! We don’t have a grandfather! Val, this guy is scamming you!”

from checking my manicure. “He is, in

biological father–and, incidentally, the controlling

face went through a fascinating series of expressions, settling finally

you can’t be…”

Grand–père could signal security, the clinic doors burst open.

Juilliard! Everyone’s against me! You have to do something!” Victoria stumbled in, looking like she’d been living in her car.

her before his expression transformed into pure disgust.

your pathetic ass away from me! Didn’t I

blinked rapidly, mascara smudging further. “Daddy… you always said I was your special Victoria blinked rapidly, mascara smudging girl. Your real

please-” she reached toward

slapped her hand away like it was

whore mother destroyed mine, and you tried to cripple my sister. You think I give a

her across the face–twice–the

her to her

TO HER! RIGHT FUCKING

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reddened from the blows, her cashmere

trust fund disaster.

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