The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 783

Everything he did was for the survival of their family, yet no one seemed to appreciate his sacrifices.

Gloria's frown deepened as she stared him down. "He doesn't just lash out for no reason. I thought the mess with the Sloans was finally handled. What could have possibly happened that made you strike your own son?"

Thinking back to Milford's biting accusations, Fitch waved his hand dismissively. "Don't ask questions you wouldn't understand! You don't know the first thing about business. His wings have gotten a little too strong, and now he thinks he doesn't have to answer to me!"

"I don't understand?" Gloria's voice dropped to a dangerous octave. "Do you think that gives you the right to hit him? He's a grown man, and your first instinct is to resort to violence? Why couldn't you just talk to him?"

She hadn't wanted to start a shouting match, but his arrogant, remorseless attitude was making her blood boil. Her son had just been driven out of the house into the dead of night, and instead of showing an ounce of regret, her husband was busy justifying his temper.

"Talk to him? Do you think he actually listens?" Fitch yelled, raising his voice to mask his underlying guilt. "If you ask me, he turned out this way because of you! You've spoiled them all their lives, and now they have no respect!"

Both his son and his daughter. Always putting outsiders first and treating their own family like the enemy.

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