Chelsea cast a cold glance at Griffin.

"Aunt Sullivan’s leg has a chance of recovery. It’s her fate and fortune, a result of our joint efforts, and has nothing to do with you. If there’s a thorn in Ellington’s heart, it’s best if it stays there."

"If you’re capable, let that thorn remain for a lifetime—that might still count as some humanity left in you."

Griffin’s gaze shifted to Chelsea as he took two steps forward.

"Chels, you’ve been married to Altsin for years, and we’ve only met a few times. I know that because of some old matters between me and Stella, you hold some resentment towards me."

Chelsea...