Buried Bloodline

The flash of crystal chandeliers caught Bianca Lancaster off guard. She whipped toward Sloane, her voice pitched low but edged with panic.

“Sloane, rumor says you and Uncle Harrison clashed, that you even tore the necklace he has guarded for years from his neck. You won’t show up before Uncle Harrison again, forcing Silas to stand in the crossfire, right?”

No matter what, she couldn’t allow Harris