Chapter 126

I refuse to give Sybil anything.

He can lock me away or kill me for all I care, but I won’t submit. I won’t marry him.

Only a foolish girl would agree to that.

I am.

A fool.

“Sloane Davenport?”

“Yes,” I mutter, not bothering to lift my head.

It’s always Sybil’s men. Or his house staff. Different faces, same loyalty.

Same eyes that slide over me like I’m inventory instead of a person.

They all work