Courtney and Winnie had eavesdropped halfway through their conversation, and overheard the bombshell Emma had dropped. So she was an illegitimate child that was born from royalty?
Courtney scoffed to herself.
To her, Emma was just as invalid as that Richard Caron boy she was paired with for her dance class.
She moved to a seat farther away from the two students, before she turned to face her friend-turned-slave, Winnie.
"Winnie, see what you can find out about Emma's background. Make it quick, and tell NO ONE, that I asked you of this, or I'll personally order daddy to send someone to slit. Your. Throat," Courtney threatened to the already terrified Winnie.
Winnie nodded, before she excused herself from the assembly to use the restroom.
As she reached one of ZALE's elegantly decorated restroom stalls, immediately pulling out her phone, and dialing one of the numbers in her contacts.
