I could not be bothered to tell him. I sat on the wooden bench at the overlook instead and swung my legs.
I stayed at the resort for 2 weeks. Then word arrived from the Carter estate: my title had been confirmed. The cars sent to collect me formed a line down the mountain.
At the head of the procession, an assistant called loudly, "Welcome home, Mrs. Carter."
The greeting rolled through the crowd in wave after wave.
Not far away, Adrian saw it all, and his eyes bulged with fury.
He could not believe I had actually gotten what I wanted.
I had become the most powerful woman in our circle.
Beside me, the Bennett family's former heir, who now owned nothing, looked like a beggar from the street.
Adrian rushed out and blocked my path.
"No. Evelyn, you can't become the Carter matriarch.
