Inherited By Ferranti. Kate Hewitt

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      ‘You broke his heart,’ Marco told her flatly. ‘And your mother’s. Neither of them were ever the same.’

      Guilt curdled her stomach like sour milk. She’d always known, even if she hadn’t wanted to dwell on it, that her leaving would cost her mother. It hurt to hear it now. ‘How do you know? Did you see my mother very much?’

      ‘Often enough. Arturo invited me to dinner many times. Your mother became reclusive—’

      ‘She was always reclusive,’ Sierra cut in sharply. She could not let every statement pass as gospel. ‘We lived here, at the villa, except when my father called us into action.’