Chapter 93

Ava’s heels clicked sharply against the stone path leading up to her father’s mansion, each step a surge of anger and determination building inside her. She had tried to stay away from this house, from her father’s betrayal, but she couldn’t ignore the call she’d gotten from Isabella and Amelia days before .

The details of her father’s affair with Cynthia, the fact that the woman had moved into their home and was making life unbearable for her step mother and sister, had left Ava furious.

As she reached the door, Ava took a deep breath and knocked loudly. She wasn’t sure what reception she’d get, but she was prepared for whatever would come.

A few moments later, the door swung open, and Ava was met with the cold, assessing gaze of a woman she immediately recognized as Cynthia.

She had an air of arrogance that seemed to ooze from her.

Cynthia didn’t smile. Instead, she narrowed her eyes at Ava, scanning her from head to toe. “And who might you be?” she asked, her tone sharp