Seeds of Fury: The Discarded Wife's Rise

om of the grand staircase, a

ou right. Eating our food, living in our h

r from running off with some tattooed deadbeat when she was

red. Victoria Vance, with her mother, a woman who looked like a perfectly

her arm through Victoria's. "Ethan can't stand her

perfume on his clothes

burdens with me. He assumed I wouldn't underst

ing after Ethan, Ms. Vance

it, a small, disdainful

fied housekeeper. She's an Ivy League graduate, fluent in two languages. She can mak

ith Ethan through the hard times. But he's

for Chloe's private school application fees. I remembered working off-the-books in a sweltering French Quar

new. Or ne

ou'll stay in the guest wing for now. Victoria, M

uest wing is being repainted. She can h

nd smelled of mothballs and

the pain in my belly

ard voices from downsta

was saying, his voice low. "It sounds ridiculous, I know, b

ndscaping crew out to that little swamp plot this morning. They're 'beautifying' the area. Clearing ou

imple wooden cross. The sacred

inside m

s, my bare feet silen

ection in the grand hall mirro

think. I

ria's cheek. The sound crack

d, clutchin

. "Elara! Have you lost your mi

sk why. He