He gave a light chuckle. "That kid holds a grudge—gets it from you. Once we're done here, I'll buy her a new toy. You can smooth things over with her."
I opened my mouth, ready to shatter his nauseating fantasy of fatherhood.
But before I could speak, the shriek of brakes cut through the rain, followed by a woman's shrill, furious voice.
"Odette, you shameless slut!"
Rebecca didn't even bother with an umbrella. She burst out of her red sports car like a woman possessed.
She shoved aside the umbrella Victor was holding over me and jabbed her finger in my face, screaming.
"You're about to sign divorce papers and you're still trying to seduce him? What, you can't survive without Victor? Is that it?"
Rain instantly soaked through my clothes. The icy droplets hammered against my skin—but they were nothing compared to the cold that had already settled in my bones.
Victor's brow creased, but not because I was getting drenched. He reached for Rebecca's hand, his voice tender with concern.
"Becca, what are you doing here? It's pouring—you'll make yourself sick."