"Mom, you have no idea what I'm about to tell you!”

Chloe's heels clattered against Erica's polished marble floors as she burned into her mother's living room without knocking.

Erica looked up from her tablet, frowning slightly at the unannounced entrance.

“Chloe Everett, do you know how to call before storming into someone's house?”

Chloe waved her manicured fingers dismissively and plopped into the velvet sofa.

“I'm your daughter, Mum, and this is urgent.”

Erica set down ...