Chapter 58

Upon The Surface

“Damn it!” Astor slammed his hand on the table.

He stood up and quickly went back to Susan's room.

It was open, he went straight inside.

Astor’s jaw tightened as Susan’s smirk lingered in the room.

He refused to let her see the crack in his composure, the way her words had struck a nerve deeper than he cared to admit.

“You’ll stay in here until I decide what to do with you,” Astor said coldly, his voice steady but sharp enough to cut.

Susan tilted her head, her smug expression never wavering. “As you wish, Astor. But don’t take too long to decide. Secrets...