Bang, bang, bang.
Even from down the hall, Slater's pounding on the door was frantic and angry.
Carla frowned. "Shouldn't we go check on him, big brother? Something's off with Slater."
"Don't." Swain grabbed her arm. "When he's in one of his moods, his temper gets the best of him. You'll just get scared."
Though Swain wanted to follow after Slater himself, he hesitated. In the end, he decided to stay put with Carla. She had always been timid; a raised voice alone could startle her.
As for Seren, well—Slater had always been sharp-tongued with her, constantly losing his temper. If anything, she was probably used to it by now.
Still, Swain couldn't shake a nagging sense of unease. For some reason, Slater seemed even more volatile than usual after coming home today.
"Who the hell is it?!"
Nadine, hearing the violent knocking from the living room, scowled in irritation. If it had been anyone else, she'd have called security to have them thrown out.
Over the years, the Bradley family had always been so polished and put-together in public. Nadine never imagined they could be so crude and disrespectful behind closed doors. If this was how they behaved in someone else's home, what must it be like in their own?
She found herself wondering how Seren had managed to survive all these years with the Bradleys.
"Seren, do you want me to make them leave? You don't have to deal with this."
If it had been before today, Nadine might have greeted Swain and Carla politely, out of respect for the family connection. But after that phone call earlier, she had nothing but contempt for them. Self-righteous, the lot of them.
Seren shook her head. "It's fine. Go back to your room. I'll handle it."

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