"M-mother... W-what is this? What is happening?!" Shirley was frantic. She couldn't understand the scene she was witnessing. "Father, why are you just standing there? Help her!" She was so frantic she didn't register Nicholas was snickering at her.
"Shirley, close your eyes!" Irene, who had enough of it, pulled Shirley to her chest, successfully covering the latter's vision. "Nicholas, you sick bastard! What have you done to your own wife?!" In response, Nicholas cackled madly.
"I am just doing her a favor of making her what she really is."
"What are you—"
"She is a harlot, Irene. She betrayed our marriage for pleasure."
Irene shut her mouth. She had suspected Catherine must have been up to something each time she had mentioned "Gatherings". However, she had never expected her suspicion would be proven true. Catherine didn't look like the type of someone who would do things like that.
That proved just how good Catherine played her game.
