Claire's POV
"What does she want from you?" I narrowed my brows as my tone was sharp.
Eliam was Evander's son! There was no way Gloria could snatch him away from him. But the real question was, Why would she even try? I couldn't see any motive behind it.
"Are you trying to play games with me again?" I gritted my teeth, crossing my arms defensively. "She is your mother, Evander! I don't believe she would do this to you. What could she possibly gain from it?"
"Claire, do you really not know her by now?" Evander's tone turned serious, his piercing gaze locking onto mine. "Haven't you been through enough to understand what kind of person that woman is?"
His words left me speechless. I had never seen him talk about his mother like this before. In fact, he rarely mentioned her at all, and when he did, it was with respect, always referring to her as Mother.
