Chapter 409

Author's pov The Cole patriarch finally snapped. With a roar that froze the air, he hurled his crystal tumbler at Zane's feet, glass exploding across the polished floor. "You two disgusting creatures should rot in hell ! "he shouted, his voice raw with decades of buried rage. The room went dead silent. Philip Lawson, who'd tried to grab his arm a moment too late, stood frozen mid-motion. No one blamed him. After losing both his daughter and grandson, watching Zane and Maggie flaunt their twisted affection was more than any father could take. The Coles had already lost everything. Those two should have been begging for forgiveness, not performing their love story for the people they'd destroyed. Martha lowered her head, shame stiffening her shoulders. Her voice came out small, almost mechanical. "Please forgive my son, "she murmured. She couldn't meet anyone's eyes. Maggie had turned pale, her usual calm and graceful look completely gone. Zane wiped the spilled drink from his pants and