Novel & Cerita Joanna Brady Series

Of course they were watching and whatever they see her do would be implanted in their memory. Vivian leaned in slightly, her voice just for Avery. “Maybe this is a sign,” she murmured. “You don’t belong here.” Avery squared her shoulders. “And yet, here I am.” She fired back, not giving Vivian a chance to recover. Joanna’s expression darkened. “You shouldn’t be.” She said, taking a step forward, her posture shifting from amusement to aggression. Joanna was a hot tempered woman and Avery had seen her countless times raise her hands on servants, male or female, in the estate. She wasted no time in putting others below her in their rightful position; those were Joanna’s words.

Julian murmured, his voice dripping with affection. Briggs let out a rough grunt of approval, the smoking heat around his knuckles cooling down as the prospect of securing all those canned vegetables came back into play. The plan was vintage Joanna—pragmatic, ruthless, and entirely focused on maximizing their gains while minimizing unnecessary conflict with a future powerhouse. "Rachel, tell me the moment their footsteps hit the perimeter fence," Joanna commanded, her level-three strength thrumming as she stood squarely in front of the baited trap, waiting for Glacier and Drew to arrive.