A Fifty Million Loss

The banquet room erupted into a chorus of mocking laughter at Marcella’s calm declaration. The sound was sharp and cruel, bouncing off the high walls.

Martha Doyle laughed the loudest, her voice dripping with venomous amusement. "An Ice Lily? Are you out of your mind? Marcella, you are a pathological liar! Did you spend your time in juvenile detention ruining what little brain you had left? You'v