“Petty and greedy?” I whispered, staring at him like I’d never seen him before. “Is that really what you think of me? That seeking justice for my mom makes me some money-hungry lunatic?”
Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to let them fall.
Something in Colin flickered when he saw me holding back my tears. But the moment Piper whimpered in his arms, his expression hardened again.
“I saw you try to hit her. I don’t care what your excuse is.”
He took a step forward. “This is the last time I’ll say it. Apologize.”
My heart clenched like it was being crushed in a vice.
“And what if I don’t?” I said coldly.
###Chapter 4
“She's not just the daughter of a mistress—She's the reason my mother’s dead. And you expect me to apologize?!" I yelled.
Piper didn’t even have time to open her mouth. Colin’s eyes went glacial.
“I warned you,” he said, his voice like steel dragged across ice. “Don’t test my patience.”
Then he turned to his men and barked, “Get her mother’s body. Drag it out of the funeral home.”
Every word was a dagger dipped in poison.
“She won’t learn until she’s broken,” he sneered. “You think someone like you deserves to be lady of the Marks Family?”