“She simply fell down the stairs in our foyer, and nobody in this room touched her,” Patricia continued, lying as effortlessly as someone who had never heard the word no.
Abigail clung to me even tighter before lifting terrified eyes toward my face.
“That is not true Mom, they locked me inside the basement guest suite for three days without food,” she sobbed.
“They took my phone away and told me that if I ever tried to leave Nicholas, they would ru!n my reputation in the press,” she added.
Nicholas rolled his eyes before releasing an exhausted sigh, as though dealing with a spoiled child throwing another fit.
“Abigail has always been way too sensitive about every little thing,” he said, turning toward his brother for agreement.
Gregory laughed briefly before casually leaning his shoulder against the doorframe.
“Some women just simply lack the class and strength required to marry into a family of our stature,” he said with a grin.
