Adrian slammed his golf club down. "Whose sister? I don't have a sister."
"Ugh, sorry, Vanessa."
"What's wrong with her? What trouble is she causing now?"
Adrian's brows were furrowed with annoyance. He walked over, and the person added, "It's nothing really, just that she looks like she's frozen."
The manor maintained a constant temperature, but the temperature on the mountain outside was near zero. Vanessa was dragged away wearing very little. She'd walked all the way up from the beach at the bottom of the mountain.
Dumped into the sea, Freda and her group, including Bart's mistress, had thrown her into the seawater, making her stand in it as the waves crashed against her legs, the biting cold having a strong impact. But whenever she tried to get out of the water, Freda would have p
