[Theodore’s POV]
I stared into Beatrice’s eyes. Cold. Cruel. Just like always. This wasn’t a mask, it was her true nature.
She stepped closer and said, “Think about it, Theodore, and come back to me with the response I need. Is that clear?”
I stayed silent.
Then she dropped her harsh look and replaced it with that fake smile of hers. “Have a good night, my precious son-in-law.”
She turned and walked out of the room. I watched until she vanished into the hallway.
I clenched my fists, holding back the anger inside me. She always claimed she made me who I am but all she ever did was control me.
She’s always done this. Giving orders. Pulling strings.
Just like the night Sai turned eighteen…
That day, Sai came running to me, bursting with joy. She had just found out that we were mates.
