SOPHIA POV
“Where is Isabella?” Anita asked, her voice tight but polished.
Isabella stepped forward slowly in her white outfit with her head down and her fingers together in front of her.
“I—” she started.
Anita waved her hand. “Oh, darling,” she cooed. “Not a word. You’re glowing. I hate that it happened this way but… a baby is a blessing.”
Jace looked like he’d been slapped.
I actually wished he had.
Anita turned to the butler. “Have her things sent to my side of the mansion. She won’t be staying in a wing where she’s unwelcome.”
She reached for her hand and pressed a kiss to it, her voice smooth and practiced.
“I heard you’re here to take your place as the mother of this family’s heir. I rushed home as soon as I could.”
A small gasp escaped Beverly’s lips. She covered it with
