Valerie's voice was full of contempt. "A disgrace to the legal profession."
I pretended not to hear, but their words stung more than I wanted to admit.
The next day arrived quickly, bringing with it the scheduled family dinner at the Rivers Family Mansion. Before heading there, I first stopped by the Winters Family Estate nearby.
Inside, my father Richard Winters and his second mate Natalie were both present in the living room. My father's white hair gleamed in the afternoon light as he looked up at my arrival.
"You haven't been staying at home lately," he observed, his tone gentler than I remembered. "Where have you been living?"
Having learned the hidden truth behind my father's remarriage—that it was my mother Sarah's dying wish for him to find happiness again—my attitude had
