Chapter 46: Tangled Webs.
Eleanor’s POV.
“You looked shocked, sweetheart. Did you not expect me to know about your entanglements?”
Warner’s ego was practically oozing out of his pours as he stared at me over the enormous floral bouquet sitting in the center of the tiny table. My mother sat still perched like a prized canary next to the newly appointed mayor of a city in a room we both didn’t belong in.
Not to mention the man she was now romantically involved with whom I assumed she was intending on fully committing herself to… As much as she was capable. Her new lover had just been discovered purchasing the seat of Don of the Philadelphia Syndicate. My mother had done some sh*tty reckless, and downright dangerous things in her prime. But this took it to a whole new level.
“Mother.” I ignored Warner’s attempts at trying to goad me into a confrontation directing my attention back at the woman who gave birth to me.
“Do you understand what’s going on?”