Chapter 4 - The Collapse Of The Free Ride
“I don’t care where you go, Bradley,” I said, my voice ice-cold, perfectly level, and carrying absolute authority across the silent patio.
“I paid for the house, I paid for the catering in the kitchen, and I paid for the five rental cars sitting in that driveway.”
“And while I was drying off from the pool you shoved me into, I cancelled every single one of those reservations as well.”
As if on cue, a second tow truck pulled up to the main gate, its bright yellow winch lights illuminating the five luxury SUVs parked along the fence.
Bradley’s father, Richard, stood up from his lounge chair, his face turning dark red as he realized his luxury rental vehicle was currently being hooked to a tow cable.
“Madeline! Have you lost your mind?!” Richard bellowed, taking an aggressive step toward me before two of Vance’s security crew blocked his path.
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“We are your family! You can’t leave us stranded on the side of a mountain highway in the middle of the night!”
“You stopped being my family the moment you clapped while your son threw me into a freezing pool,” I replied without a shred of pity in my heart.
