“I have something to ask her.” Whitmore almost snapped, tired of the niceties.
"Well," Helena sat, then turned to Whitmore. “If you have something to tell her, you can say it to me. My stepdaughter is busy.”
Whitmore was done playing nice. She turned to Vivian. “You know I can make things worse for you in Aurion, don't you? Your family's dying power can't stop mine. Are you sure you want to make an enemy of me?”
“Miss Monroe, I won't sit here and watch you threaten my daughter in her own…”
“Seraphina! Someone is looking for you!” Vivian shouted so loudly that Whitmore quickly covered her ears.
She looked at her with barely veiled contempt.
It's no wonder the Vales lost everything. With their crappy jewellery layering and their unsophisticated behaviour, it was bound to happen.
Whitm
