She was trembling, her fingers unable to hold the warm cup of coffee I had brewed for her. I had asked Clara to clean my penthouse, which was separate from the usual one with my parents. I couldn't risk her mental health because of my messed-up family.
The kids fell asleep while we were heading home. Right now, they were sleeping in my room. With a bit of hesitation, I sat next to her. Her eyes were fixated on the surface of the coffee.
Initially, I thought I would explain to her about the cases I had filed against Evelyn and the recent information about her step-cousin’s murder case. However, I held myself back. If she knew that Evelyn was capable of killing someone, Rosé would be even more upset.
Taking a deep breath, I grabbed the blanket from the couch and wrapped it around he
