And at her words, Steve—hidden from everyone’s view—flashed me a triumphant smirk, his lips twitching upward with satisfaction. But I didn’t react. I didn’t even look at him.
Ginny quickly lost what little patience she had left.
“You’re unbelievable,” she spat, every word biting like ice. “You’re beyond help. Since you refuse to change, I won’t waste another second on you. Give me our daughter—now. I’m taking her away from this place before she turns into a soulless beast like you!”
When I didn’t answer, she turned on the ranch owner with fury in her voice. “Where’s my daughter? Where is she?!”
The ranch owner paled, her knees trembling beneath her. She stammered, lips quivering, unable to get a coherent word out.
“I’ve been paying you a hundred thousand dollars every month,” Ginny seethed, “to take care of him and our daughter! Don’t tell me you don’t even know where my child is. Are you hiding something? Is that it?”
Under her sharp, suspicious gaze, the ranch owner turned ghost-white. Sweat trickled from her forehead, slowly dripping down her face.