sound was the agonizing scrape of silver against fine bone china. Scarlett at

ttempt to hold your fork properly, Scarlett. You eat like a feral ani

sympathetic sigh. "It must have been so hard ou

cked up her linen napkin and dabbed her mouth with a slow, delibera

rr. "I must have forgotten the Sinclair family motto: Keep

med directly at Catherine's desperate obsession with hig

h furious color. "You ungrateful little bitch-!" sh

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his plate. The piercing shriek of

in his left hand, the faint bluish tint around his lips. Mild h

years, this house has been peaceful. The girl is back for five minutes, a

air, humiliated. Ashley opened her mouth to defend her,

't worry about your schooling, Scarlett. I'm making

t!" she spat. "Her transcripts are a joke. No decent ac

mug smile. She was the valedic

rowled, his tone leaving no room for

like a boring movie she'd already

tt unzipped her duffel. She bypassed the clothes and pulled out a sl

nd opened a dark-w

iss M. One vial of Serum S+ secured

hit

the phantom architect of the world's most coveted biological enhancer-she was

Acknowledged, Miss M. The market is rabid

randfather's intervention was convenient, but irrelevant. She had her own empire to run, and