“Oh, and the dowry and shops the Langford Family promised you? Sienna already transferred everything to me.”
“Your parents cut off your allowance too. You’re a penniless beggar now.”
“Beg me nicely and I might consider throwing you some scraps.”
I stared at his smug message, imagining his twisted little smile.
Then I walked out of the bathroom and glanced at the woman reclining on the bed.
“Rosie Langford,” I asked quietly, “someone said I’m now a penniless beggar. Will you despise me?”
Rosie Langford smiled softly as she handed me a stack of cards.
“Mr. Everhart,” she said gently, “you saved my life. My body, my heart and my money are all yours now.”
Just as I was about to respond, the clock on the wall struck midnight. My phone rang.
It was Sienna.
Her voice on the other end was frail, barely a whisper.
“Lucas… please… save me…”
