Prologue: The Beginning 2.
Narrator:
As expected, his treasure did not open the door, so he said the only thing he knew would make his little girl react:
"Daisy, open up. I heard that your father intends to marry you off to Lord Byron so that you can be the mother of his children. My God! How can that be when that man is only two years older than me? That's..." Before she could finish her sentence, Daisy's bedroom door opened and a disheveled, unkempt blonde with huge emerald green eyes appeared. She said,
"What the hell are you talking about, Mistress? That I'm going to marry that disgusting Lord Byron? That's impossible. I'll never do it," the furious blonde said, trying to sound confident.
Deep down, though, both Milly and Daisy knew they would never openly confront their father or brothers. They were certainly afraid of them. This was not the first time the three men had used their cruelty against the youngest Lascalles.
No one in the family or the mansion's staff was prepared for what happened two hours later. While the three men were still arguing in Lord Lascalles' office about the best strategy to regain what they had lost in two weeks, Daisy and her nanny were planning her escape to prevent her father from marrying her off to a man she considered vicious and boring.
Around noon, someone knocked on the huge door of the Lascalles mansion. As always, the family's old butler went to greet the unannounced visitor.
His eyebrows barely raised when he saw several police officers in front of him and four tall, attractive, strong men in tailored suits behind them. The suits must have cost more than five figures. The men looked confident, powerful, and intimidating as they accompanied the police.
"What do you want, gentlemen?" asked the butler, displaying perfect English manners.
"We want to speak to Mr. Vermont Lascalles," said one of the policemen, who appeared to be their leader.
The butler bowed and stepped aside to let them in. He led them to the small room in front of Lord Lascalles's office.
"Excuse me, milord. Mr. Vermont, there are some police officers looking for you," the butler said after politely knocking on the door, opening it slightly, and poking his head through to inform his employers.
When the three Lascalles came out of the office, surprised, they found a large group of uniformed men waiting for them, along with four other men who remained silent and waited behind them. One of those men caught Vermont's attention, enraging him.
“What the hell are you doing here in my house, Finlay Alacintye?” Damn Scotsman! You can..." Vermont began angrily, but the police chief cut him off. "Are you Mr. Vermont Lascalles?" the policeman asked, interrupting him.
"Yes, officer. He is my son, Vermont. Is there a problem?" Lord Lascalles asked solicitously, holding his son by the shoulder to calm him down; he was clearly upset.
"Yes, there is, Lord Lascalles. Vermont Lascalles, you are under arrest for forgery and theft of classified industrial information. We are going to read you your rights while we handcuff you. Then, you will accompany us,” the police officer said to Vermont. He could hardly believe what was happening. He looked at his greatest enemy, who was smiling disturbingly and mockingly.
"Is this your doing? Isn't it, you damn Alacintye?" he interrupted, cutting off the police officer who was reading him his rights and handcuffing him at that moment on orders from his boss.
“No, stupid Lascalles. This is your doing. I just had to set the trap and wait. I knew you would ruin your own life. I warned you not to use my wife to boost your self-esteem. Your hatred for me has destroyed you. I don't forgive you for sending those thugs to follow her after I beat you last time and gave you a warning. That was another one of your biggest mistakes. By the way, my brother-in-law, Roy, and I are taking over the Lascalles company. Don't worry; we'll take good care of it," Finlay said, his eyes filled with self-importance and pure anger.
Vermont was arrested while threatening to take revenge on Finlay and his entire family. That afternoon and in the three days that followed, misfortune befell the noble Lascalles family more than once. After learning that his family would soon lose everything, William slipped away, fearing that his brother would use him as a scapegoat for the fraud he had committed. He gathered as much money as possible, along with all the valuables he could find in the Lascalles' house. After loading them into the most expensive car in the garage, he fled from that destroyed family forever, never to return.
Daisy had to abandon her escape plan when, an hour after the police took her eldest son, Lord Vermont William Lascalles, he suffered a stroke that left him completely paralyzed and nearly in a vegetative state. Both Daisy and her mistress had to manage everything while creditors fought over what remained of value in order to get something from the destroyed family and her sick father.
This marked the beginning of Daisy's new life, which started in the most difficult way. However, if she thought about it carefully, she realized that this change had begun much earlier, at the moment when Marcus Philip Miller, a shameless thief and a year younger than her, humiliated her in front of everyone to protect his sister, stealing her first kiss. It was something she would never forget or forgive.
Author's note: If you are unfamiliar with the stories of the parents and the two older Miller siblings, I recommend reading those first. They are my best and most popular novels. Start with "The Night You Became the Mother of My Children," the story of Norman and Yvaine Miller (the parents). Then read "Promises Between Ice and Fire," the story of Kimberly and Jason Blake (the godparents). Next, read "The CEO's Contract Mistress," the story of Roy, the first of the Miller twins. Then read "You're Mine, Heiress!," the story of Ailan, the second twin. After that, read "The Awakening of the Miller Warrior," the story of Amelia and the two Blake children, Angus and Connelly. Finally, read "The Law That Draws Us Together," the story of Marcus, the youngest, and the last and definitive novel.
