At the Entrance of a Five-Star Hotel, My Sister Pushed Me Away. “Get lost, you can’t even afford a glass of water here,” She Laughed. My Mother Added, “A former maid like you just smells like bleach. Go back to scrubbing toilets.”

impatiently at their expensive watches.

Suddenly, the double oak doors at the far end of the room swung open with a muffled, heavy thud.

Eleanor, Harper, and Connor entered unsteadily, shepherded firmly but without a word by Marcus’s guards. Eleanor’s immaculate makeup was running, sweat streaking her expensive foundation. Harper clutched Connor’s arm until her knuckles whitened, her eyes darting frantically around the opulent room like a trapped animal searching for an exit that didn’t exist.

Before Eleanor could even open her mouth to spin a desperate lie, Keating rose.