Cloe POV
It was only six in the morning, and already Storm was carrying me downstairs for breakfast. I would be leaving around seven to go to Storm's great-grandparents' home. He was dressed up, ready to go on a ride, an eight-hour round trip along the country roads that have lots of corners and hills, to keep the ride interesting. I want to go with him, but it's guys-only, and I've promised Mr. Astore to keep it. Bummer.
"Remember, you don't have to put up with any bad tempers from that woman, and you are a beautiful, caring, loving woman. Don't let that lady tear you to pieces with her demeaning words. She loves to spew out at everyone." Fixer was trying to warn me about this woman. I had seen how she was at the party. Mrs. A selected carefully whom she targeted; it wasn't as random as
