A young woman who was cast aside and replaced within her own wealthy family returns to reclaim the place that was taken from her. As she faces the relatives who discarded her, she must navigate old betrayals and new alliances to earn the love and respect she was denied.
A wolf! There's a child on its back! Easy, Rook. Don't scare the ladies. We're home now. Mopsy's coming home. Hooray, hooray. Grandpa, Grandma, I'm on my way. That's not a dog. It's deciding which one of us to eat.
Enough. Hi, sir. Hi, ladies. Mopsy is very happy to meet you. Welcome to Whitmore Ridge, Miss Mopsy. Let me take your bag. No, thank you. It has presents for Grandpa and all my brothers. Mopsy picked them
Presents? That filthy backward stray thinks she belongs here? Darling, she is Nathan Whitlock's biological daughter. Blood doesn't make her family. Penny is the girl we raised. This feral, uncouth child was raised up in the mountains. God knows what filth she dragged back with
Keep growling. I'll have you put down and made into a rug. Mopsy didn't understand all the big words, but they smell mean. Touch her, and we'll see who becomes a rug. No biting. People aren't snacks.
Take that sack of junk and crawl back into the woods. Nobody here wants you. Make it stop! Since when does a nanny throw a Whitmore out of her own home? I was thinking of Penny. She cried all night. Your grandparents had to take her to the
Her name is Mupsy. She's my sister. Anyone who can't remember that can pack. Yes, sir. You're two and a half. The bag's bigger than you. Give it here. It's super duper heavy, Gabe.
I carry 90 pound rucks. I can handle a toddler's gift bag.