Across from them stood Liam and her daughter Delly, the two of them having stormed in like a whirlwind, carrying with them the storm of their family debts and their endless demands.

Flora’s lips were pale, but her voice remained steady. “Enough, Liam. Enough. I can’t—”

But Liam had never been one to back down. Her voice rose higher, her words slicing through the room like blades. “Enough? Flora, my husband your own brother is drowning in debt! Do you want to watch him die while ...