"Good." He finally said, nodding his head, "Bringing her to stay with us will allow her to see how well suited Morgan is for Christian. We will finally show the Amato family that we are not beneath them!"
Morgan wasn't sure if she should laugh or cry. The news of her rival coming to visit her lit a fire beneath her feet.
"I will not allow some slut to snatch Christian away from me!" she roared.
"MORGAN!" my mother scolded, displeased at her choice of words, "This is exactly the type of thing that makes you sound like you were raised in the slums! When Cherie visits, you must ensure that these words do not escape your mouth!"
My father held his head in annoyance. Morgan's nonstop crying was taking a toll on him.
"Leslie, when is this girl coming?" he asked me.
"She didn't say exactly when, but I assume very soon. Tomorrow or the day after," I replied calmly.
