Roxanne was in the car, heading back to the Sebastien mansion.

There should have been a form of relief for her, going back to her husband's mansion.

But she felt hollow.

Her earlier confrontation with Evelyn was still fresh in her mind. Her cruel words are heavy on her chest.

“You chose wealth over your family.”

The guilt was coming to her mind, regardless of how she tried to keep it off.

Then the car stopped at the mansion's entrance.

A butler came forward to open the door, but Roxanne was quick to do that, stepping out on time.

She walked briskly inside the mansion, her steps heavy.

She needs...