Sephina sat in the hospital chair, glaring at her husband with thinly veiled displeasure. "So, you've been visiting Natalie's place every night? If Clara hadn't told me, I would've been left in the dark."
Albert, equally displeased, met her gaze. "Do you tell me everything you do before making decisions?"
"If you're referring to announcing Briena as the heir to the Ford Group, I had no choice," Sephina replied defensively. "I needed to divert attention from the shame Natalie brought to this family on her wedding day—"
"Or to cover up the embarrassment Briena caused with that press conference," Albert interrupted, his tone sharp.
"That was a minor mistake on Briena's part," Sephina dismissed with a wave of her hand. "Now tell me where Natalie lives. I want to see what kind of hooligan she's married."
