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“You have no idea, do you?”

“What?”

“Social services didn’t tell you where Phoenix was picked up from, did they?”

“Her home. That disgusting shack of a flat, I’m guessing.”

“Wrong, old lady. She was picked up from her home on The Royal Circus.” I love watching the shock settle on Cordelia’s face.

“That’s not possible.” She shakes her head.

“Oh but it is. And if you look into it, you’ll find that it is Raven’s house, no one else’s. Her name is on the deeds and her bank account is healthier than yours. Now what’s your next argument?”

“How…?”

“It doesn’t matter. If you’d bothered to turn up yesterday then you’d know. Call your solicitors if you don’t believe me. But I do have a message for you before I go and find Phoenix. I’m taking her out for the day and you can’t stop me...I want you to think very carefully about what you’re about to do. It’s not too late to change your mind and stop this. I want you to consider how you plan to take that girl away from her family, without any help or support.”

“Your grandfather…” she begins, but I cut her off with a cold, humourless laugh.

“Do you really think my grandfather is going to stand by you? He may have been fucking your withered old pussy for decades now, but is it good enough to tempt him to pick you over his own flesh and blood?”

“Your grandfather loves me!” she cries indignantly.

“I don’t doubt that you do think that.” I put a slight intonation on the word think, and from the angry glare of her nostrils, I know she heard it. “But does he love you more than me? More to the point, will he love the woman who is trying to tear his only grandson’s family apart?”

“You...your family?”

“Yes.”

“So you and Charlotte…?”

I ignore her probing question and continue.

“Do you really think he will choose you over his own great-grandchild?”

A shocked gasp escapes her. I smirk, all teeth and danger.

“Oh did you not know? Phoenix is my daughter. And my grandfather has assured me that I will have full access to his lawyers and other, shall we say, resources during this fight.”

Cordelia pales, hand flying up to clutch her pearls. Yeah, she knows what I’m talking about. She might not know anything too specific about The Order, but she can’t have been in my grandfather’s life for all those decades and not have picked up on a little of what he does. Who he is. What we belong to.

I give her my predatory smile, ice cold and ‘fuck you’. I’ve not let the psychopath out of the box much lately, and he’s itching to fuck with this bitch.

“That’s not possible.” She shakes her head in denial.

“We have the paternity test to prove it.”

“How?”

“Given how long you’ve been doing the nasty with my grandfather, I’d have thought you would still remember how it works.”

She glares at me, a look full of loathing and hatred, but says nothing.

“So, my daughter?” I stress, to really drive home the point. I smile because I like fucking with her, but also because I really fucking like pretending that Phoenix is mine. “I’d like you to fetch her for me now. Run along like a good little granny. It’s got to be time for your nap.” I turn my back on her, effectively dismissing her like staff or a lesser being, and I stare out of the window, enjoying how she gets all puffed up and angry. Ultimately, though, she does as I say. She’s stupid, not suicidal. She fears me. As she should.

I pull out my phone and send a quick text to the guys. Stage one complete, I type and send.

Fucking with Cordelia and revealing Phoenix’s parentage, done.

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