(Grace’s POV)
"You can go ahead and try it." I say, my voice coming out steadier than I feel. "But don’t expect me to go down without a fight. I have lawyers now. Good ones. And they're going to fight for every penny Grandmother left me."
“Lawyers? You expect me to believe that? You don’t have a penny to fill your belly, and you have money to hire a lawyer?”
So she knows. She knows I don’t have any money on hand, not even alimony from my divorce, and they still banned me from returning to the Hartwell Estate.
"I have a husband."
The words come out before I can stop them.
And this time, there is silence on the other side of the phone. The silence stretches so long, that for a second, I think she might’ve hung up on me when suddenly, I hear her sharp intake of breath. "You got remarrie
