The last supper

Before you dare open the door to her chambers, you can hear already the berating of lady Cassandra. You fear the worst of her anger... Or her lust.

Your trembling hands knock on the door. "Get the fuck IN!" You heard the matriarch command you.

As you enter, you see Cassandra sitting behing her gigantic desk. All the same lawyers from the other day surround her silently, their semblances unaltered by her rage. Amelia is also there, more bored than scared of her anger. Something about her seems different these last days and her eyes shine when she sees you enter.

"Yes, what is it?" Asks you the lady Barton.

"My lady Cassandra. I was told you needed of me" You respond. The lawyers look to you too, and some of them smile.

"I need nothing of your sorry ass, you stupid idiot." Says Cassandra. "The fuck is wrong today? You lawyers called me for an emergency meeting and all you do is make me wait for my daughter and now a servant? That's it! I will call Karen senior, you are all fired!"

Then, a voice comes from behind you. "They do as they are told, mother, as they always have." Lily is here, and she looks as beautiful as ever, even if dressed in her most conservative clothes. "Thank you Karen, please wait for us outside." She says softly. All the lawyers start to move immediately, obeying her and not the lady of the house.

"Lily, what is the meaning of this? How dare you order my lawyers around?"

"You might want to sit down, mother. You too, Amelia." Says Lily. Amelia obeys, although she looks more curious than intimidated about this whole ordeal. Cassandra is furious.

"And why the fuck is this servant still here!?" Screams the Matriarch, pointing at you.

"He stays." Said Lily. "He has some relation to our subject"

To that, Amelia does show a glimpse of fear. "Our subject... What do you...?"

"Don't worry, sister this isn't just about you." Says Lily coldly.

The voice of lady Cassandra has a taste of iron. "Liliana Margaret Barton, you better start explaining yourself or..."

"Or what?" Ask Lily, the same sweet voice as if she asked you to drink your milk.

"How dare you...?"

"Mom, please, we all have seen you scream before, it's not a new act and it never was funny. If you want me to explain then you could start by shutting your mouth." The Matriarch does becomes silent, unused to no one talking to her like that. Amelia cannot help to produce an amused smile. As lily continues, her tone only grows colder. "Here is the recent document redacted by Karen and her Senior. All your lawyers have approved it and they urge you to comply. By signing it, you will renounce to your position as CEO of the Barton Conglomerate and to all our possessions except for this house. All such properties and titles shall immediately belong to me."

"Why the fuck...?" Cassandra tries to say

"Because I have unearth all your secrets, mom, I have proof of all of them and I am ready to reveal them should you choose to say no. The public will understand this as a result of your recent social media scandals and no doubt early signs of dementia."

"You spoiled brat..."

"Why don't you take a look at our good Mark over here?"

"Why would I give a fuck about a tiny dick?"

"Tiny, you say?" Lily, cannot help to smile at that. "Look closer, mom. Look him in the eyes. Don't you recognise a semblance, a spectre of the past?"

Lady Cassandra looks at you annoyed and for the first time, her eyes stare directly into you. They are deep, beautiful eyes and you see both of her daughters there, both their capacities for love and cruelty. You see the glimpse of fear, the fall of the first wall, when she recognises you, when she sees your father in you.

"That cannot be..." She murmurs.

"What? What's happening?" Ask Amelia, visibly worried about you.

Lily explains. "Mark Miller here is the son of Frank Sullivan, our mother's first lover. In fact, you could say that he is the result of such love and her true firstborn."

"Wait, so he is..." Says Amelia.

"Your half brother, yes." Lily's smile gets much wider when she looks at her older sister. "It's not technically **** by the medieval laws of this backwards state, but is not exactly PR Friendly... But our mom here has fucked him too... And there is no technicality to safe her."

The voice of Cassandra trembles, her sternness leaving her with each second. "So what is it you have: a sexual scandal? These are not the 70's. People would only care for a week."

"Oh, Mark here is not the only secret I have found, but he was instrumental in obtaining the other ones." She then approaches the desk and takes one of the remote controls over it, as if it belonged to her. "Mark, you may not want to look at this. I'm sorry."

Lily then points the remote controller to the big screen that crowns over the rest of the security cameras. As she pushes the button. A video starts playing.