Regina could his stare cutting through her skin like a blade,like he was reading every secret she’d swallowed just to survive him.
“Driver?” Regina asked abruptly, voice sharp as glass. Then she thundered, “He isn’t a driver. He’s a close friend.”
Daniel’s mouth curved, like a devil smiling at a prayer he planned to ruin. “I don’t even care if you’ve moved on or not,” he said calmly. Too calmly. “That’s on you, Regina.”
Her stomach twisted. He leaned forward slightly in his wheelchair, the faint hum of it moving sounding louder than it should in the mansion’s heavy silence.
“But don’t stand in my face and call him a friend like that word means s**t,” Daniel continued. “Are you sure this so-called friend… is a friend who actually loves the kids?”
Regina’s throat tightened because she w
