Chapter 10

In a twist of poetic justice, Dad hired the same thugs to drag Victoria into the woods, forcing her to endure the exact brutality they had inflicted on me.

Victoria’s screams pierced the night.

She howled for Dad and Caspian between ragged breaths.

But no one appeared to rescue her.

“Why isn’t anyone coming for me?” she sobbed.

I had once asked the same question.

When they finally discovered her, Victoria was clinging to life. The medical report was unequivocal:

permanent paralysis from the waist down. She would spend the rest of her days in a specialized

bed, dependent on round–the–clock care.

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Dad and Caspian faced Class A felony charges for orchestrating the assault. The D.A. was pushing for

life sentences.

Their savage attempt at redemption meant nothing to me anymore.

In Monaco, Grand–père’s cliff–side estate commanded breathtaking views of the Mediterranean, the

massive property extending from the mountains to a private beach.

and peaceful,

I’d left behind.

anniversary of Mom’s death, when Grand–père collapsed during breakfast, his heart finally giving out

as the sole heir to the Rousseau Group

his life in Monaco’s premier private hospital, a forty–something woman in last season’s Chanel stormed the estate gates, demanding entry. She claimed

Rousseau–the adopted daughter who had made my

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brief homecoming a

to be intimidated by this imposter.

but my grandfather’s charity project,” I told her, examining my nails. “You should be on your knees thanking him

face contorted with rage when

real daughter! Twenty–five fucking years I took care of him while your whore mother ran off with some

to see Papa before you brainwash him completely!”

the security

that you’re not welcome here. Not now, not

You’ve turned him against me! This was

never faltered. “Insult me again, and I’ll ensure you leave

dramatically onto the marble foyer, mascara

Between heaving sobs, she claimed

“Fucking disgusting old men just to pay

approached her slowly, crouching down to her level, my voice dropping to a whisper.

of you. She built herself from

imaginary dust from my Hermès skirt.

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