[Irene Miles’ POV]
Amon tensed his brows and reached out his hand towards Zane. “Come to me, Zane, and I promise I will excuse all your mistakes until now.”
“Mistakes? What mistakes? I made sure I followed every instruction mother gave. I even completed this championship, fighting against my mate. What mistake are you talking about?” Zane asked in a flat, monotonous tone. He wasn’t emotion driven, he never was. He was righteously questioning what appropriate behaviour of his was counted as a mistake.
“Loving someone is the deadliest sin you can commit and that too with a Carol. I don’t want to stand against my son again. Just come to my side like a good boy. I know you have always been obedient and always made your parents proud, so come to me and never meet her again, ok?” Amon said in
