Christian frowned as he took a good look at the woman who was being dragged into the room. His frown deepened as she was forced to kneel in front of Amanda. This was not the woman he knew. Adrienne has always been on point, with her makeup, her dress, and her manners. Now as he looked at her, he only saw a shell of what the woman had been. He wondered what had happened to change all that in a few weeks that he had last seen her make her look so broken. His breath caught in his throat when he noticed the bruises that looked a few days old, bloodstains on her clothing that had dried.
'See!' Amanda gave a huge smile as she poked at her aunt with her shoe. 'I told you that you knew her! This is dear Aunt Adrienne who decided to betray me!'
'But she is French,' Natalia spoke before she coul
