Chapter 71

The Unforgivable Demand

Astor stormed down the hallway, his fists clenched at his sides. His patience had run thin.

The weight of Susan’s threats, her manipulations, and the sheer audacity of her demands had left him furious.

He didn’t bother knocking when he reached her door, he pushed it open with force, making the wooden frame creak under the pressure.

Susan sat on a velvet chair near the vanity, brushing her hair as if she were some sort of queen. She didn’t flinch at his sudden entrance. Instead, she smirked at his reflection in the mirror.

"To what do I owe this surprise visit, darling?" she asked, setting...