Susan moved so fast that no one even saw her hand before it clamped around Sophia's throat.
"Sophia!"
Lucas stepped forward, shoving Susan away. "What the hell are you doing?"
Susan glared at him, eyes wide with fury. "What am I doing? I'm disciplining my daughter!"
Sophia dropped her hand from her neck, her gaze cold and razor-sharp. "What did you just say?"
"Sophia, don't think you're so high and mighty now! You've still got your father's blood running through your veins! You think just because you've grown some wings, you can fly? You're delusional! And listen to me—if anything happens to my daughter Olivia, I swear I'll make you pay for it!"
Susan's voice echoed through the entryway, shrill and full of venom.
Sophia took a step forward, but Lucas's hand tightened around her wrist.
He pulled her behind him, his tall frame blocking her completely. "Go ahead," he said coldly. "Say that again."
