Meanwhile, Lucian pulled his car into the driveway of the Farwell main residence.
The butler was quick to welcome him politely. “Mr. Farewell.”
“Where’s my mom?” Lucian asked in an icy tone.
The butler answered, “Mrs. Farwell has just finished her dinner, and she’s now enjoying coffee in the living room.”
Lucian nodded and gestured to the butler not to trail behind him as he went inside.
He walked in to see his mother seated on the couch and sipping coffee while watching television.
“What brings you here?”
Sonya turned around when she heard footsteps approaching from the door.
The moment she saw Lucian, a strange look flashed across her eyes. She knew the boys must have complained about her to their father.
Lucian stormed toward her, grabbed the remote control, and turned off the
