"Winifred Pruitt, have you lost your mind? My funding comes from the top energy conglomerate on the planet!"
"Look, I know you're hurting, but you don't get to stand here and lie to a room full of people."
The guests laughed. Open, unrestrained laughter.
Fred's gaze turned to open contempt. "Let alone the fact that you grew up in an orphanage. Since when do you have a father? Because I certainly never heard about one."
The laughter swelled. Apparently mocking an orphan was something worth celebrating.
I looked back at him, calm.
I had never once lied to Fred Delgado.
This was no exception.
My steady gaze got under his skin. He waved his bodyguards over without another word.
"Take her back to the villa. Without my permission, she doesn't set one foot outside that door."
"Since she's lost her mind, lock her up until she's cured!"
His voice was ice.
Outside the banquet hall, Fred's assistant tossed me a package.
"Miss Pruitt, Mr. Delgado's orders. Aside from the clothes on your back, you don't take a single thing that belongs to the Delgado family."
He flicked a bank card onto the ground.