‘I’m sorry, love. I won’t ever say another word, I swear. I just worry about you.’

Josephine sat back down, the fight was gone from her. ‘Well, don’t. Me and Michael are fine. He takes good care of me, Mum. If you bothered to take any notice you would see that for yourself.’

Lana sighed. ‘I can see that, Josephine. I know he loves you. I know he provides for you. But I’m your mum, it’s my job to worry about you. If you had a child of your own you’d understand what I’m saying.’

It was the final insult, and Josephine hated her mother for bringing that up, using motherhood to gain an advantage over her. Well, she had a baby inside her now. But not for anything would she share that with her mother. Instead she walked out of the kitchen leaving her mother sitting there, and up the stairs to her bedroom where she felt no one could hurt her.

Chapter Forty-Six

Chapter Forty-Six

‘This is completely unbelievable. Do you know how much money this is potentially worth, Michael?’

Michael Flynn was smiling. ‘’Course I do, Jeffrey. More money than you could shake a fucking stick at. But it’s dangerous. It’ll mean a serious fucking lump if it ever comes to it.’

Jeffrey Palmer laughed. ‘I’d already worked that one out. But it’s got all the hallmarks of a classic earn. Right up my street.’