Jenna slammed her bedroom door pacing and unsure what to do with the rage surging through her. At home she would break something or terrorize her maids but she couldn’t do that here. She couldn’t risk word reaching Richard of her unbecoming antics. Though he thought of her as a daughter even he had his limits with what was acceptable behavior. Her whining had been successful in getting the triplets banned from the pool but they didn’t seem particularly phased merely shrugging it off.
In fact they almost seemed pleased. They snickered amongst themselves like it was an inside joke. What was the point of banning them if they weren’t concerned? They should be angry and throw fits making them even more disliked by Richard.
Instead they rolled their eyes at the Prescott patriarch muttering, ‘
