Christabel stormed into the Ross family home, her anger an almost palpable force as she marched into the grand foyer. She barely heard Mr. Key’s surprised greeting when he opened the main door for her. She stalked purposefully to the living room where Vivian, Darric, and Sierra, speaking to each other in hushed tones.
“Have you guys done enough?” Christabel asked without preamble, her voice ringing out in the spacious room.
Three of them looked surprised at first but their expressions of surprise quickly morphed into ones of arrogance and defiance as they took in her livid face.
“Oh someone finally remembered that this is her home,” Vivian's voice dripped with venomous mockery, her gaze locked onto Christabel with unhidden disdain. Arms folding across her chest in an exaggerated display
