Chapter 408 Too Pent Up, It Finally Exploded

• Conrad Heathcliff sank back into the couch, arms spread along the backrest, one leg crossed over the other. Lazy as sin, yet the force rolling off him was razor-sharp.
• “Don’t tell me you expect me to have only you. Even Angela Banner never dreamed that big. Men of the Heathcliff Family have always kept multiple wives and consorts. If I, the head of the house, had just one woman, wouldn’t that be a joke?”
• Jenna Young’s face went pale, then green. She’d thought that once she beat out Angela Banner, she could sit steady as Mrs. Heathcliff. She never imagined there were so many vixens in the shadows.