"What?" Cassandra Lynch blurted out before she could stop herself.
The two families at nearby tables also perked up their ears, listening with bated breath.
"You made a point of asking me out today, rambling on and on, all just to drive a wedge between me and my sister, wasn't it? You want me to blame her for all the years I was separated from my family, lonely and helpless. Then, you hope I'll lose my head and go fight her for our family's affection, for the family fortune, until we tear each other to shreds and take each other down. Only that would finally satisfy the hatred in your heart."
Cassandra Lynch hadn't expected Arabella Donovan to see through her petty schemes so easily, much less that she would lay them all bare so bluntly.
"I... I didn't."
"Oh, what you say doesn't matter. If I say you did, then you did."
Cassandra Lynch was completely thrown. 'What the hell? Why isn't she following the script? Does she have to be so damn tyrannical?'
