“Without me, you could lose your estate. You will both be consigned to poverty.” Bonny’s chin lifted stubbornly. “I would rather be poor—I would rather be just about anything—than permit you any say in Belle’s life. You’ve made it very clear you care nothing for her comfort or her happiness. The way you talk to her—the way you talk about her, Malvern—I would not treat a dog like that.”
Valentine, my friend. Unless you have a degradation kink (which is fine! I don’t kink shame) please leave these overdramatic monsters alone. If they want to starve, LET THIM. PROTECT YOUR PEACE.
