LORD Dino paced back and forth in the grand living room, his expression dark and brooding. The tension in the air was palpable, each step he took echoing against the polished marble floor. He had just gotten off the phone with Oswald with him hanging up on his father.
Lady Frances sat on the edge of the plush sofa, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and worry.
“He has the guts to hang up on me, Oswald!” Lord Dino shouted. Lady Frances couldn't say a thing, she just sighed deeply.
“This is getting out of hand,” Lord Dino muttered, his voice laced with frustration. “He is out of control, Frances. The arrogance, the defiance, it is like he is determined to destroy everything we have built.”
Lady Frances looked up at her husband, her heart heavy
