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al staircase, her heels clicking

table, sipping orange juice. When she saw Elli

f the table. The chair was empty. The silver

y the morning after their wedding, too. He had known she hated him, and he had

ith fake pity. "He doesn't value you at

She turned her gaze to the woman stan

oice calm and clear. "What t

nal indifference. "The mister left an hour ago, Mrs. Stirling." Marge's tone was entirely devoid of warmth, the ti

ghtly. The mister. And the

nt disrespect in the housekeeper's attitude grated against her nerves. It was a glaring

id to Jovita, her tone dismissive.

You're going to go find him on an empty stomach? How are you

clutching her wrist. She yanked her a

o fight with him?" Elliana'

red at Elliana, a flicker of genuine fear crossing her wide ey

e a breakfast to go. Pack it well. And have the driver

irely ruined. "Ellie, are you crazy? You're not goin

round and locked eyes with her stepsister. A

mistakable. "This is between my husband and me. Since whe

k a step back, physically intimidated by th

ight into the kitchen. She bypassed Marge and stood

ed kitchen staff. "Make a simple club sandw

actly how Damon l

rong. Elliana was acting like a completely different person. Jovita quickly pulled her phone from he

chen carrying an insulated paper bag. She hand

't walk away immediately. She stood perfectly

dropping an octave, "you will address me with the genuine respect due to Damon'

n standing before her. The rebellious teenager was go

vious indifference completely wiped from her dem

on her heel and walked

d after her. "Sister, let me go with you! Wha

he threshold. She di

Mom was worried about me? You should stay here.

e word rep

ng to the marble floor. She d

the tinted windows. "Traffic is a bit heavy today, Mrs. Stirling," the driver remarked casually, glancing at the rearview mirror. "There's been a lot of chaos over by the

tirely focused on her destination. Her chest

m. And this time, she w