My voice rang crisp, steady, emotionless—
Echoing through the living room.
Joy immediately bloomed across Nathaniel, Marielle, and Evangeline’s faces.
Julian’s expression turned ugly, almost ashen.
And Sebastian…
He had been staring at me the whole time.
Something struck him hard—
The look in his eyes trembled, the hand gripping his teacup tightening and tightening again.
With a sharp c***k,
His powerful grip shattered the cup outright.
Glass sliced into his palm, blood dripping onto the pristine carpet, blooming into a shocking crimson stain.
Evangeline gasped, rushing forward in distress.
“Sebastian, you’re hurt! Clara, hurry, bring the first-aid kit!”
His blood dripped onto the floor. I only cast it a faint glance, not even bothering to furrow my brows.
Such a trivial, har
