Chapter 43

Delia's voice wasn't loud, but it rang out clearly through the hall. "Yes, ma'am," Carmina responded promptly, already dialing to make arrangements. The staff instantly looked like they'd swallowed a bitter pill. Most of them had shown some level of disrespect toward Delia before, and now, they were too scared to even beg for mercy. Delia glanced at their anxious, pale faces without a shred of emotion. This was only the beginning. Kicking Edward out was hardly the real move. She was going to make this place a home again-a place filled with memories. And the debt Edward's family owed her? She hadn't even begun collecting. Edward flinched under Delia's icy stare, taking a step back. But it was like his feet were glued to the ground. Thrown out with nothing? Just like that? No way he was accepting that! He'd schemed so long to gain this-he wasn't about to give it up so easily. His eyes darted around, a last-ditch play taking shape in his head. "Delia," he started with a pleading tone, ges