Chapter 8 Family Line [Kristoff]

• It's a quarter past nine when I get back to the mansion, upset and a bit drunk. After I had rallied a few men to try and get more information out of Patrick, and also task some secret spies with observing my insufferable uncle, I decided to pay my dearest step mom and brother a friendly visit.
• My father married Lucille shortly after my mother passed away. Lucille was her best friend and half sister, and had been shamelessly having an affair with father without mother knowing. When she finally found out, she filed for a divorce and months later, they were separated. In remorse, he cut off all ties with Lucille and tried to get back with mother but she was adamant on getting back together with him. Father never had a good grip on his anger. One thing led to another and he accidentally pushed mother down a flight of stairs in the middle of a heated argument, causing her skull to crack and she breathed her last on the spot.
• I was a little boy then so you could imagine the trauma I passed through at that age, seeing her body put in a coffin and buried in the earth. Worse, the court insisted that Father should get remarried before serving his jail term so I could have a trusted guardian to look after me. Without a care in the world, he married Lucille and she put me through hell. When Father managed to get a presidential pardon after just three years in jail, he returned and shortly afterwards, my snotty little brother, Harvey was born. He was the apple of Lucille's eyes as well as Father's little prince. While Lucille neglected and maltreated me, he stood by, stricken with guilt. Slowly, she manipulated him into being a sort of slave to her. Whatever she said, became law. With or without his consent.