Ashley and Sophia's faces instantly turn deathly pale, completely drained of color. Especially Sophia—she seems to hear the sound of her world collapsing, her body swaying precariously. If Ashley weren't supporting her, she would probably have collapsed to the ground.
Reconsider the heir?
The subtext of this statement couldn't be clearer. He's throwing me an olive branch in front of everyone. He's telling me that as long as I'm willing, as long as the "Maxwell" behind me is willing, that heir position that once belonged to me and was later taken by Sophia can return to my hands at any time.
How ironic.
The one who pushed me into hell was him, and now the one wanting to lift me to heaven is also him. In his eyes, daughters have never been daughters—only bargaining chips to be exchanged
