Chapter 18 The Confrontation

• Elara could no longer contain her rage.
• Late that night, after her emotional call with Isabella, she stormed through the quiet halls of the mansion and threw open the door to her father’s private study. Elias Vale was seated behind his large oak desk, reviewing documents under the soft glow of a single lamp. He looked up slowly, his expression calm and observant as always.
• “Elara,” he said evenly. “It’s very late. Is something wrong?”