Chapter Eight

The ride to her dad's mansion took at least thirty minutes. When Sasha stepped into the grand estate, nostalgia from her childhood washed over her. She remembered when they were a happy family, her mother greeting her with a smile at the door she had just passed through.

"Have a seat, young madam," Mr. David said. "I'll go let your father know you're here."

"Thank you," she replied, sitting on the yellow C-curved couch. The sitting room had changed a lot since she last saw it; the walls were now a milky pink, a departure from the green she remembered. The pictures of her, her brother, and her mother no longer hung on the walls. She couldn't believe her once-loving father had become a monster she could no longer recognize. He had been having an affair while married to her mother, and her half-siblings were older than her. She despised them, especially Amanda, who had bullied her ever since they came into her life.

Sasha remembered the day her father brought Lilly and the twins home. She had been furious, yelling at him, but he didn't care. He told her to accept the new reality and even made her vacate her room for Amanda. The final straw was when he removed her as president of Miller Company and made Amanda the president. That was when she decided to leave and hadn't been home since, despite her father's attempts to bring her back.

"Oh, look what the wind dragged in," Amanda's voice rang out behind her.

"Amanda, not today. I'm not in the mood," Sasha snarled.

"Oh, please, like I care if you're in the mood or not," Amanda replied. "Why are you here? Did you finally realize you can't live without the Brooks' money since Daddy froze all your accounts?"

"What's it to you? My absence should be perfect for you."

"You disappearing would be perfect for me," Amanda said with an evil laugh.

Something in the way Amanda said that bothered Sasha. It felt like a threat. "I don't know what you mean by that, but it sounds like a threat. Are you threatening me, Amanda?" Sasha asked, trying to provoke her.

Amanda smirked and then quickly feigned a worried look. "I didn't threaten you."

"Well, it sounded like you did. If you ever do anything to me, my company that my mother left for me and all the wealth will go to charity. As stipulated in the will, if something happens to me, none of you are getting anything. And when I marry Hue, my company and properties will be handed to me."

"Good luck getting Hue to marry you. Apart from Hue, no one else in this city is worth billions of dollars except the Leos, who are a hundred times richer than the Conners. And we both know you can't get any of the men in that family, not even the older one."

Sasha stared at her for a long time, contemplating whether she should brag about knowing Ethan Leo, but quickly dismissed the idea. She focused on the most important question she needed to ask.

"What do you mean by the comment about Hue?" Sasha asked, almost certain she wouldn't get a response.

Her sister's green eyes sparkled dubiously. Her half-siblings and brother didn't have the Afro features like she did. They were all white-passing, especially Amanda, with her slender body, green eyes, and brown hair. Sasha used to envy how slim and fit her sister looked, but she had come to appreciate her curvy hourglass figure.

"Do you know where your fiancé has been these days? Do you know where he was last night?"

It brought Amanda immense pleasure to watch Sasha's confusion. She hated her so much and wanted everything she had. She and her brother lived it up in the Brooks mansion while she and her twin had been hidden from the world. She had watched her mother cry for so many nights, being kept in the dark while her father played family publicly with another woman just because her family was poor. Amanda was determined to take everything Sasha loved and had. She started with her room, then became the president of Miller Company. Now, she planned to take her man and ensure Sasha couldn't meet the conditions in her mother's will to take over the company. She wanted Sasha to feel the pain of being abandoned.

"What do you mean?" Sasha asked, her tone harsher this time.

"Oh, poor girl," Amanda mocked. "You don't know what's going on, do you?"

"It's either you spill or get out of my face," Sasha snapped.

Amanda was delighted to see she was getting under Sasha's skin. She was just beginning.

"Don't get mad at me because you don't know where your man is."

"What is it to you? Stay out of my fiancé's business. Why are you so involved in what we do? Go get yourself a man," Sasha growled.

"I did get myself a man. It just so happens to be your man too," Amanda said with an evil grin.

"What are you talking about?" Sasha's face turned red with anger.

Amanda started to laugh. She was enjoying this. Her sister looked pissed, and she loved it.

"He was in my bed with me last night," Amanda said, using her hands to demonstrate. "We did the nasty."

Sasha's heart dropped. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She felt a mix of rage and despair. How could Hue do this to her? How could Amanda? She felt tears welling up in her eyes, but she refused to cry in front of Amanda. She needed to get to the bottom of this.

Before she could respond, Mr. David returned. "Your father is ready to see you now," he said, oblivious to the tension in the room.

Sasha took a deep breath and followed him, leaving Amanda behind with a smirk. She knew she had to confront Hue, but first, she needed to deal with her father. She walked through the familiar halls of her childhood home, feeling nostalgia and sorrow. She missed the days when her family was whole and happy. Now, she had to face the man who had torn it all apart.