The Unlikely Ally's Vengeance

y test confirmed the dream I' d

ved, the man who had pulled me from the wreckage of grief after my parents' su

ghter spilled from the private room, and a voice as

, stripped of all warmth, replied, "Sarah? Sa

ne who made sure that old farmhouse of hers had a littl

I loved, my savior, wa

ied, conceived in a deceit, were just leverage fo

, sent my vision blurring. I stumbled out into the cold, hard rain,

ed my worst fear: I

Mark had ruthlessly driven out of his own family business. He was the one who collected my cracked phone, its wallpaper

ely ally. Mark had taken everything from me: my parents, m