"Let me out! I want to see Ronan Joyce! I want to be with Ronan Joyce!"
"Have you made enough of a scene?!"
Finally, her mother, at the end of her rope, strode forward and grabbed her.
"What's so good about that poor boy? Why are you defying us like this for him?!"
"Everything about him is good, even if he doesn't have money!"
Lara Nash roared, her eyes red.
"I'm not like you! I won't marry Dad for money!"
Lara Nash's mother was the King of Gamblers' second wife. The man was a full twenty years her senior, so it was obvious she had married him for his money. Enraged by her daughter's accusation, she slapped her hard across the face. Within moments, five bright red finger marks bloomed on her fair skin.
