_Zarelle’s POV_
I nodded nonchalantly, not particularly invested in the topic. “Seems like her visit was prompted by the drop in Ash Firm’s stock price. Mathias must have asked her to apologize to me. But it was hardly an apology, more like a high and mighty show. Anyone witnessing it would think she came to scold me.”
Mathias’s audacity infuriated Dad, his face darkening with each word.
Despite my true identity being made public, Celina still dared to act this way, with arrogance and contempt.
It was a clear indication of the suffering I had endured during my time with the Ashmoors, if they still thought this was acceptable behavior.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she’s taught a lesson,” Merek assured, ruffling my hair affectionately before grabbing his phone to call Mathia
