The Return of Lord Bryan

Chapter thirty eight

Freda looked at the maid and then smirked, finally letting go of Claire's hands. "It's too late now, the man is here for the meeting with her and there's nothing you can do about it," she said scornfully.

Claire looked at her mother and shook her head, "Mother, why didn't you tell me that this is what you meant when you said we had a guest today? You should have checked in with me first to know if I wanted to meet anyone that __"

"I don't fucking care! I don't need your permission to do something right for you! You're my daughter and you'll listen to me and do as I say at all times," she commanded with an icy voice.

Claire noticeably withdrew into her shell and couldn't say a word to defend herself or oppose her mother. It was getting increasingly pitiful for Bryan to watch his wife who was once very confident and proud being the same woman who cowered at the sight and sound of anyone. When she finally had the balls to stand up for herself in the presence of her mother, she had wit