She called Jack next, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "And you, Jack? The best big brother in the world. You and Mother have been getting quite close lately, whispering secrets to each other, hiding things from the rest of the family." She paused, letting her words sink in before continuing with a darker tone. "If it were anyone else, they might think the two of you were plotting how to kill Father."
Both Amelia and Jack's faces turned as pale as a blank sheet of paper. They gulped hard, nearly choking on their own saliva as their hearts sank into their stomachs. The nausea was overwhelming, twisting their insides as if they'd just consumed something toxic. They felt as though they were on the verge of vomiting, completely overwhelmed by the weight of what had just said.
Michelle stared at her mother and father, wondering what Anastasia could have meant—the same situation Robert was in.
