A faint, ominous sound came from Jacqueline’s fingers. Elizabeth’s face flushed red with anger.
“You, you—Jac—!”
“As you know, I no longer have any reputation left to lose. If I truly wanted, I could grab your hair and tear it out right this moment. So, how about it? Shall we start?”
At that, Elizabeth hesitated for the first time. No one knew better than she did that Jacqueline was the type to follow through on her words.
“Last piece of advice, Liz. Don’t make Mr. Walter sad.”
“Don’t you dare interfere with my father!”
Elizabeth snapped back sharply, then took a deep breath, swallowing the rage rising to her throat.
It had been the same at Bristol Girls’ Boarding School. Jacqueline had always endured Elizabeth’s provocations, ignoring them for Walter’s sake.
But when she reached her limit, she would issue a cold warning. And after that, Elizabeth would…
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