Coerced, huh. Louis suspected that this was one of the oft-cursed distant relations who wanted nothing to do with a passive old woman once they found out she wouldn't write them back into the will. Parasite.

His voice dipped into a growl. "Which version puts his fingers in a vice the best? I don't like people trying to horn in on what's mine, especially when it comes to my plants." Or to what was properly owed to him.