She nudged the door open to the living room and stepped inside, where she found Enoch already waiting, as if he'd anticipated her arrival all along.
It was almost as if he had positioned himself there on purpose, just to see her.
Catching sight of him in his wheelchair, she couldn't quite pinpoint why, but she felt a pang of pity for him.
Odette had always been a bit self-centered, never really stopping to reflect on her actions, even now.
Fully aware that Enoch would be upset, she still approached him, voicing out thoughts she probably should have kept to herself.
Drusilla could almost visualize how irate those words would make Enoch.
As she contemplated whether to offer some form of consolation, Enoch lifted his gaze toward her. Leaning back, he fixed his eyes on her, his tone icy, "I was beginning to think you wouldn't show up."
His detached demeanor extinguished the slight flicker of sympathy Drusilla had felt.
Taking a seat, Drusilla faced Enoch, "You said once Odette returned, you'd let the Lawson family business be. We're just a small enterprise, my dad's life work. It's insignificant to someone like you. Why pursue this vendetta?"
Enoch's gaze met hers, "You acknowledge your father's lifelong dedication. Why didn't you consider that when you were with Serge? Why aren't you with him now? What brings you to me? I thought you'd found a new protector and wouldn't need to come begging to me again."
His words carried a mocking tone, his intentions glaringly obvious.
Was this all because she had spoken a few words to Serge?

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