Charlotte tried to contact Eliana, but once again, it went straight to voicemail.

At this point, Charlotte realized that this futile struggle was only causing her more pain. The lashings from the cane were something she claimed not to fear, but only she knew the true extent of the pain inflicted upon her own flesh.

Her mother was right. Continuing to defy her grandfather would change nothing. If she wanted to turn the situation around, she needed to regain her freedom.

“Mom, I’ve come to a decision. Please tell Grandfather that I will meet with the Vanderbilt Family tomorrow night. But let’s meet at a hotel instead of their residence…”...