Ugliness

“But…” Coco was still cowering, not knowing what to say. Richard’s words and icy gaze were still deeply imprinted in her mind, as clear as if it had just been yesterday. It left her scared, terrified. She had no idea what would happen if he discovered her crossing his bottom line.

“Coco! I know what you’re worried about. It’s Richard, isn’t it?!” the youth grew more and more agitated, puffing out his chest, “How does he matter? What’s so good about him? He just has a great father, only a bastard son between Gaton and some random bitch. Why hadn’t we heard of him for ten whole years? His father is a Marquess, so they...