The Woman They Humiliated Owned Everything

not soften.

“Did you know?” I asked.

“Know what?”

“About Orson Veyne and Laurel Dain.”

Celeste’s hand froze on the folder.

There it was.

Fear.

Adrian looked between us.

“Who is Laurel Dain?”

Celeste whispered, “Enough.”

I turned to her. “No. Not enough. Not anymore.”

Adrian’s voice cracked. “Mother?”

Celeste stood. “This meeting is over.”

Etta calmly placed another continue reading …