The money is mine, not yours,†Reginald reminded her. “You ungrateful wretch. I found you an earl to marry, and your son will be an earl.â€
“You chose yourself a son-in-law,†Regina said. “You traded me for a title.â€
“You will thank me—â€
“—for dying and leaving me in peace.â€
“You will regret those words some day.â€
“I can manage the regret, if not my own finances.
— Patricia Grasso
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