Chapter 95 The Weight of Regret

Just as Malachi reached for the office door to lead the way out, a deliberate shift in the room stopped him dead. Livia maneuvered herself flawlessly into his path. She didn't shout. The quiet matriarch rarely ever needed to.

"We will finish this conversation later, Malachi."

Her words were perfectly measured, yet they carried a crushing emotional weight. It was raw, unadulterated disappointment