It made more sense in my head, at least.
“What? Where do you… where do you even get such claims from?” Joseph pressed, eyes narrowing as I stared at him.
“You needed him to look for me. You knew he’d find me after you lost Beatrice. After she ran away from you.”
“She didn’t run away.”
“She left you. Because of your—”
“My what?” he snapped. “You know nothing. You absolutely know nothing.”
“Hey!”
A voice called from behind. I turned to the door.
Seriously. They don’t knock in this company?
Of course—it was Celeste. She walked in with that stupid suit then settled into a seat at the back.
“I’m so sorry if I interrupted you, Daddy… Sister. But the meeting is still ongoing, and we can’t proceed without your presence. If you’ll excuse us, Sister. Daddy, please.”
Joseph’s eyes shifted
