Chapter 479. Realisation

Proserpina

She stood, stock still, frozen as she listened to Claude babbling on the other end of the phone. Lucien had actually raised his hand on Piers?

His own son?

Her face hardening, Proserpina turned to the man who had brought her the phone, for Claude had called on a private number.

'I need to meet my husband,' she announced crisply, her face flushed with anger.

***

Tara had been shifted to the bedroom in the house and she lay on the bed, sobbing.

Her sister, Ria, came in after a while, looking serene and beautiful in her night suit.

She crossed over to where Tara was sitting up, almost fearfully and held out her arms.

Tara rushed into her embrace, hugging her sister fervently.

‘I have been so stupid, Ria,’ she sobbed as Ria kissed her sister’s familiar-smelling head, the scent of something fruity reminding her how very young little Tara was.

Soothing her sister, she pulled the younger one onto