Portrait of Paradise — Sue Peters

"May I remind you,- Ross's voice was sharp, betraying the depth of his anger, "that any transactions will be between your brother and me. This house is no concern of yours."

Katie glared at him, her eyes stormy. How dare he speak to her like that--implying that she should mind her own business!

She hated him, she told herself furiously. And whoever said that hatred was akin to love simply didn't know what he was talking about!