CHAPTER 62: HE ISN'T SAYING THE TRUTH
MAXINE:
I gave Crystal a glass of water and waited until she has calmed down.
“Let's go,”she said, rising to her feet.
Donald stood too, ready to accompany his mate. Amira was his child after all. I led them to the gate of the dungeon, accompanied by a few of my security men.
As I stood at the heavy dungeon door, my hand poised on the thick iron handle, I glanced at my sister. The expression on her face was unreadable.
Crystal's grip was firm on my arm, and her entire body taut with rage and heartbreak. The flickering torchlight in the corridor barely touched her face, but I could see the fire in her eyes. She hadn’t said a word the whole way here.
Until now.
"I need to see him, Max. I need to look at him."
I gave a single nod. "You will.
