"You should stop asking me questions, do you understand? Understand your role in this contract, and we'll be fine!" Lucas yelled at Celine, his voice echoing through the room.
Celine stood still, her mouth slightly open, words failing her. She needed to go pick up her son Nathan, who would be staying with her now. At least Nathan would have the opportunity to attend a better school, she thought. She wished Rachel could come live with her too, but she knew she would see her at least at FireArt.
"Okay... So, Lucas," she said carefully, trying not to rile him up again, "I'm going out to pick my son from Rachel's house. I hope you enjoy yourself at home."
Lucas's eyes narrowed. "You don't have to go, you know? I'll tell one of my drivers to pick him up. You can't leave this house unless a d
