A pair of green eyes darted between Damien and Severine. Unlike Victor, who had to settle the situation in the calmest way possible, Emmett was keen on watching the drama unfold from the sidelines.
After all, it wasn't every day he got to see his pretty doll bare her tiny claws.
He had to admit that Severine's blazing eyes, her flushed face, her trembling figure refusing to bow down... all of it had a very potent charm.
So much that he felt it sink into his chest, leaving his veins buzzing with venom.
Pretty. So, so pretty...
"Father," Severine turned to the man who still had the handsomeness of his younger days.
Thoughts collided in her mind, forming and shattering in rapid succession.
Honestly, Victor had been kind to her.
If she considered the result of her mother's blatant favoritism and Victor's same coldness toward his children, then yes, Severine felt he was kind.
