Rebecca’s uninjured hand curled into fists, her nails biting into her palms as she seethed. "Freya will pay for all of this. Just wait until I get my hands on her mother. I’ll bury them both alive." The thought burned through her like acid. How dare they be cast out of the Winters mansion so easily—like discarded trash?
Conrad’s voice cut through her rage, cold and calculating. “She’s using CEO Orion Black’s influence. He must know what she’s doing."
Rebecca’s jaw clenched so tight her teeth ached. “We have to ruin that b***h before she gets comfortable. She can’t parade around like some untouchable heiress while we’re left with nothing!”
“What are we going to do, Mom? The whole company already knows we’ve been thrown out! How am I supposed to show my face there now?” Chinny let ou
