"Aunt Callie, language!" Cordelia was shocked to hear the word 'F*ck' come out of her aunt's mouth. In the past four years she had never heard a mean word, or a curse word, from her aunt. Hearing it now showed the depth of emotions felt by her aunt.
"Sorry, Cordie. But I'll say it again. F*cking hell. Alexis knew what was going to happen. This story tells it all. She knew!" Callie's voice was full of anguish. "That's why she made the will the way she did. That's why she and Jonathan set up the prenup, her inheritance, the control of the company, the way they did. She knew." Callie gripped her father's hand, trying to draw comfort from the contact, as well as offer it comfort to him.
Allistar raised his eyes and looked at Cordelia, a mixture of pain and pride on his face. Pain at the hel
