How could I possibly ask them for another damn thing?
Silas could not take the tension anymore, so he let out a snarl and sent gravel skittering across the ground before jabbing a finger at me.
He said, "That same miserable look. Ever since you came back, this family has been nothing but trouble. And now a fire? The house is ashes, the home is gone. Are you proud of yourself?"
Lucian piled on with a cold laugh and said, "You are not half the girl Sussie is."
He added, "She has bagged three international patents for us, and that launched us into the elite. You? All you do is wreck things."
I lifted my head slowly and asked, "The fire? The patents?"
The irony was crushing, because they had set that fire themselves.
Those patents were mine, since I had pulled all-nighters for months to
