Chapter 6 A Dalton Heir

• Catherine’s P.O.V
• I knew the moment I stepped into Lydia’s sitting room that I’d made a mistake. She was already wearing that victorious little smirk, the one that told me she thought she’d won something…maybe Xavier, maybe the entire family, maybe the last bit of confidence I had left. I sat down anyway, because running would’ve made her feel even more powerful.
• “Lydia,” I started, keeping my voice steady, “why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t anyone tell me you were arranging a surrogate for me and Xavier?”