Roxanne didn't say a word at all.
Lucian glanced at Clinton. “Pack your things and piss off!”
There was an icy glint in his eyes.
Clinton didn't dare argue. Narrowly avoiding prison had been mercy enough, so he promptly fled with his tail between his legs.
Sonya skimmed the original report before raising her gaze to Roxanne.
“Roxanne—” Her tone changed.
“It's all my fault, and I apologize to your sons for being petty. Roxanne, tell Lucian I'll promise to change and be better. I'm sorry...”
With Sonya's character, she would never meet anyone halfway unless it was a last resort, but the thought of being banished to Epea for three to five years struck fear in her.
Roxanne wore an implacable expression, her eyes cold. “I'm sorry, Mrs. Farwell. It's not up to me.”
She decided she had had enough and walked out of the foyer with long strides.
Elias stayed in the garden to water the plants, worry drawing his brows together.
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