Ch 89: On my Terms - Part 1

The atmosphere in Duke Armstrong's office was thick enough to cut with a blade.

The heavy silence, laced with tension and unspoken frustration, hung between the father and his two eldest children like a storm cloud waiting to burst. 

'S-Shit! What will happen to us? Will father finally cast us out…likely not, right?'

Christia's mind was filled with what-if scenarios and Emily was not far off either. They were both afraid of the Duke's final verdict.

The duke leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his steely gaze fixed on Emelia and Christan as they stood before him.

"I'm disappointed in both of you. Do you have anything left to say for yourself?"

He said at last, his voice low and sharp, like a dagger drawn in quiet rage.

Christan flinched, his hands curling into fists.

The words stung more than he wanted to admit. He opened his mouth, ready to explain