Chapter 8
- P/S: I'd be using the 3rd POV from this chapter. It helps me explain better than 1st POV. Sorry for the inconvenience.
- His fingers strummed the wooden table as he stared at the newspaper. His eyes glistened with anger but only for a moment before he faced his nephew, Liam.
- "She's dead. Jane Moore." He narrowed his eyes as those words left his mouth. His jaw ticked as he read about Jane's mysterious heir.