Madison gnashed her teeth, glaring daggers. Catherine smiled coyly and slowly stood up from the sofa.
"Wait, where are you going?" Madison asked.
"If you want my help, you're going to have to do as I ask," Catherine said coolly. "But if you're still too proud, you can fix your problems by yourself."
"Fine," Madison huffed.
Catherine smiled and sat back down on the sofa. She had no intention of helping Madison with anything, but she was burning with curiosity. Why was Madison being forced to marry Adam? What had happened between them since the attempted assault a few nights ago?
"Adam has come to my bedroom the last three nights," Madison said. "Though I'm sure you already know that."
"Really?" Catherine asked, feigning surprise. "You and Adam are sleeping together? I never took him for your type—he doesn't have a rich enough family for you, does he?"
"Don't be vile," Madison snapped. "We haven't slept together."