Gideon’s POV
While my guards searched the premises of Darius’s family estate, I stood on the front porch with Darius’s wife, Gladys. If looks could kill, I’d be dead thrice over, but since they couldn’t, I just pointedly ignored her glaring.
“How much longer do you intend to continue to humiliate my family?” she asked me, her voice shrill and pointed. “My daughter is a Luna now. Does that not allocate us some measure of respect?”
Ah. So that was why Gladys was feeling so bold as to talk to me like she was. She was banking on her daughter’s new title.
Daphne might be a Luna now, but she wasn’t my Luna. I’d never forgive her for what she had done to me and my family.
If Gladys thought using her daughter’s title was going to stop my justice, she was in for a rude awakening.
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