My Stepmother Sold My House Until I Remembered The Agreement

naturally? You think his heart just gave out?”

My blood turned cold.

“What are you talking about?”

Eleanor leaned closer, her perfume thick and suffocating.

“He did not build a fortress. He built his own tomb. And if you don’t sign this house over to me by tomorrow, I’ll make sure the world knows exactly what he was hiding inside it.”

Then she turned and continue reading …