“You ungrateful girl,” Eleanor hissed.

“We took you in.

We gave you a respectable family name.”

I shifted my weight and knocked her arm aside with one firm sweep of my forearm.

“Don’t you touch me again, Eleanor,” I said quietly.

She staggered back an inch, eyes wide, looking to Daniel for help.

“Daniel, call the police,” she said.

“She’s walking out on her marriage and taking household assets.”