After vanishing for eighteen years, a young woman returns home to discover she is the heir to a vast fortune. Her sudden reappearance draws the attention of her former best friend, whose motives may not be as friendly as they seem.
know yourself. A princess room should go to a princess. Chloe suits it a lot better than you do. I looked at my son for exactly one second. He stopped smiling. Chloe's eyes with satisfaction. She stepped toward the door. Chloe. She stopped. If you like pink, I'll have a room painted for you. But there are only three rooms on this floor. Nora.
I turned to my daughter. If you don't like the color, I'll have it redone. Whatever you want. Then to my housekeeper. Maricel, take Chloe down to the second floor. Let her pick a guest room she likes. Chloe's eyes went red instantly.
You're putting me with the servants? Servants? My voice dropped. Every person who works in this house is an employee, Chloe.
They have contracts and salaries and lives. This isn't the 18th century. She shrank. I'm sorry.
I used the wrong word. Miss Chloe, come with me. Marisol smiled at her without any warmth in it at all. Chloe opened her mouth.
then she followed her down the stairs nora watched her go like she's not gonna get like bullied down there right my heart came apart sweetheart chloe's our guest nobody would dare touch her and listen to me you are my child i held her by the shoulders and made her look at whatever happens whoever asks you never have to give up something you want just because