"Camilla!!"
Sinclair was already fuming from Sinclair's earlier provocation.
Seeing Camilla openly disregard his dignity only stoked his fury further.
"No matter what, Margaret is your elder! How dare you insult her like that?!"
"Elder?"
Camilla arched a delicate brow, her sweet features adorned with a playful smile.
"I don't recall having an elder who specializes in stealing husbands and wrecking families."
Her voice was soft and melodious, devoid of any sharpness—as if she were merely stating an obvious fact.
Margaret, struck where it hurt most, flinched. Her pupils trembled, humiliated and venom swirling in her gaze.
"Enough!!"
Jonathan's face darkened, his eyes blazing with icy rage.
"Camilla, I always thought you were just an orphan with no upbringing.
Now I see you lack even basic decency!!"
At his words, some of the shame in Margaret's eyes faded, replaced by an inscrutable gleam as she studied Camilla.
