Chapter 26
That night, the Vale family's normally elegant and graceful main room turned into an open-air debate stage. The crystals of the chandelier reflected cold light onto the long table filled with wine glasses, porcelain plates, and sumptuous dishes that were now untouched. The sound of clinking spoons had long ceased, replaced by a tension that hung thick in the air.
Adrian stood at the end of the table, his black suit immaculate, his tie perfectly tied looking like the perfect heir to the Vale family, at least to an outsider. But his eyes flashed with anger, staring straight at Damien who sat casually on the other side, as if not shaken in the slightest by the impending storm.
"Enough of this game," Adrian's voice broke, echoing up to the ceiling of the room. "You think I don't
