Chapter 828 The Fury Of A Husband

• "Moira flattened herself to the marble even further, her spine curved in a posture of abject submission. Every tremor in her thin shoulders betrayed a single desire—to melt into the floor rather than risk raising her head. From where Annabeth stood, the sight told her everything: Moira wasn't cowering from her but from Sebastian, whose presence filled the corridor like an unspoken threat.
• No—strictly speaking, the terror was due to Severus. Back at Fechel Mansion, she must have crossed paths with that alter ego, and the memory still clawed at her nerves. That encounter alone was enough to reduce her to this shaking heap.
• Even inside the hotel, when she had shared the same suite with Annabeth, Moira had not dared to strike. Only after Annabeth walked out of the front lobby did Moira finally summon the grit to attack her.