"And don't you dare bring up your own mother. Your parents raised a shameless parasite like you. They deserved to die young."
I was on the ground. Pinned. Shaking with a rage so intense my teeth ached from clenching.
"You'll regret this," I said. "Every single one of you."
The room erupted in laughter, as if I'd told the funniest joke they'd ever heard.
"Oh, that's precious. Cora's mother is the wealthiest woman in the city, and you're threatening us? What are you going to do about it?"
"Seriously. You're nothing but a pathetic orphan who survives by latching onto other people's families. You're already living off handouts, and you think you can threaten us?"
"A bottom-feeder who doesn't even own a roof over her head. All you can do is bark."
They pinned me to the floor, taunting and humiliating me without an ounce of restraint.
Cora, buoyed by the crowd's support, grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back. Her voice dripped with arrogance.
"Regret? I've never regretted a single thing in my life. Go ahead, I'm dying to see how a broke little nobody like you could ever make me regret anything!"
The words had barely left her mouth when a fleet of luxury cars came speeding down the road, one after another, pulling to a stop in front of the estate.
