From Workhorse To Queen: My Reign

A BRU

d on Josh. "What is he talking about, Josh? Pregnant? What was

f my family, looked utterly lost. "Kassandra, darling, it's not

lies to unravel. The time for the truth to come out." I looked directly at Josh, my gaze unwavering. "Tell her

ed no reprieve. My father took a step forward, his jaw tight. I raised a

ping. "It's true, Kassandra," he mumbled, his voice barely audible. "Aurora was... a strat

face betraying no emotion. This was the brutal honesty I had craved, th

acing step forward. "You used my daughter," he growl

h, my eyes like ice. "So, you used me. You drained my family's resources, my intellect, my loyalty, to build your ca

even." He tried to sound magnanimous, but his voice was thin and reedy. "I'm offering you a position on my team, a comfortable salary, a ge

spite her own pain, let out a scornful laugh. "Secret mistress? O

's journal. "A secret mistress? And a few shares? You think that compensates for seven years of my l

n fair! What more do you want? Blood? You think your daddy and grandpa can just roll

pocket of my torn dress. I pulled out a small, sleek satellite phone, its design unlike anything comm

g his face. He thought it was a weapon. "What is that?

le. "Threaten you, Josh? No. This isn't a