Then she turned back to me.
“Of course, intelligence isn’t everything in a family like ours.”
I should have recognized the warning.
Instead, I told myself she was protective of her only son.
After our wedding, we moved into the Whitmore mansion while renovations were completed on a property Ethan said we would eventually make our own.
Margaret called it temporary.
Temporary became six months, then a year, then an arrangement nobody seemed interested in changing.
She controlled the household staff, the guest list, the holiday calendar, and the social
