Chapter 100 Are You Sure You Don’t Want to Apologize?

• Her family was where Thea would draw the line. No matter how outsiders criticized her father, she knew him as the source of love and warmth in her world.
• “Pah!” Moira spat viciously. As soon as she did that, Thea took a glass of wine from the tray beside her and emptied it onto Moira’s heels.
• “Ahhh!” Moira leaped into the air, staggering backward as she cried in surprise. “My heels! Thea, d-do you know this is the handiwork of Paris’ most famous designer, Loeffler Randall? Only 999 pairs of it were sold back then! It cost my future daughter-in-law a million to buy it so that she could present it to me as a gift!”