The Hidden Heiress's Revenge
But after everything they’d done for me, how could I ask for more?
Still, I had no choice.
But first, I needed to confront the monsters I called family.
I took another cab back to the Ashford mansion. My blood boiled with every mile.
When I walked in, I found them lounging in the living room like it was a casual Sunday evening. They were eating popcorn, watching TV, laughing.
A happy family.
Like nothing was wrong.
“I’m not allowed to see Dad?” I shouted. “What the hell is going on?”
Theo stood, glaring. “Enough with your dramatics, Selena. You’re not the only one who cares about him. We’re his real children. You’re just adopted. Do you really think you care more than we do?”