My daughters had learned to shield each other because they had needed to, many times, and I had been away, building my empire, while it happened.

Chapter 7 — Remember Your Place

That was when Marisol stepped into the room.

She did not yell.

She did not make a scene.

She simply walked over and placed her own body directly between Chloe and my daughters, and spoke, respectfully, keeping her voice low.

“Miss Chloe.

The girls were just reading quietly while they waited for their tutor.”