Frederick's expression hardened, the faint flicker of warmth in his eyes extinguished by cold calculation.
"After everything she's done to Sienna," he said, voice low but sharp, slicing the air like a blade, "I don't care what anyone thinks but don't tell me I didn't warn you." H
e turned slowly to Asher and Lucien, his glare unwavering. "Cassie is evil. She pushed Sienna, made her lose her pregnancy, and her womb. That's not a mistake you just forgive."
Jonathan's chest tightened, and he found he could not stay silent. The words had to come out. "And what if… what if you discover later that she's innocent of all you're accusing her of?" His tone was calm, almost deceptively casual, but there was steel beneath it.
Frederick's eyes narrowed, the tension in his jaw rigid. "I kn
