Chapter 155

Kaelen’s POV

Kaelen couldn’t breathe.

The conference room felt too small, the walls closing in around him. He pressed his forehead against the cold glass window and tried to remember how lungs were supposed to work.

His mother. Eleanor had killed his mother.

Not an accident. Not some random tragedy that had shattered his family and left his father a broken shell of a man. Murder. Calculated, delib