The color drained from Rosalind Green's face, and her eyes reddened. The feelings of injustice she had tried so hard to suppress came rushing back. Choking back sobs, she told her mother about Ethan Hawthorne's affair.
"Does she have any children?" Mrs. Green wasn't surprised; she had already guessed as much.
'Her daughter was heartbroken, but not grieving. That meant her son-in-law couldn't be dead. If he was alive and making her this miserable, it could only be one thing.'
Mrs. Green was more concerned about the assets. It didn't matter where a man's heart was; all that mattered was keeping control of the wealth. Luckily, her grandson was grown and sensible, so it didn't matter too much that her daughter was so indecisive.
Rosalind Green shook her head. "Kenneth said she hasn't had any children. They're just living together."
Mrs. Green breathed a sigh of relief. "Are they living in that villa you used to have?"
