Rosalind Lowell was startled by the disheveled woman who had suddenly burst in.
"You ungrateful, heartless wretch! To think I raised you all these years for nothing."
"Who is this? Security!" The director and Michael shielded Rosalind while the director shouted, "Security!"
"You bitch! How dare you have the nerve to be here, living the high life?"
"You've taken more than enough from me," Rosalind said.
"Pah!" Yvonne Carter swept everything off a nearby table, grabbing a broken wine glass and pointing it at her. "Without our family, do you think you'd have any of this?"
"Without your family, Rosalind would have had a happy childhood," Alaric Davenport said as he walked over, his gaze sharp and piercing.
Everyone else stopped what they were doing and looked at him.
