Victoria held her breath as Benedict walked further into the dining chamber. Her head bowed as she could not bring herself to meet his gaze.
Now it truly felt as though Rosalie had laid an ambush.
"I'm waiting," Benedict said, moving along the right side of the table. He came to a stop behind Rosalie's chair and rested a hand on her back. "Rosalie. Who is having a child with whom?"
"Those two. They were having an affair right here in my home," Rosalie said, her tears beginning to spill.
Benedict's gaze settled on Cole first. "You cheated on my daughter, and somehow you seem to think this home belongs to you, that you may do as you please within it. It is in my daughter's name alone, and she has asked you to leave."
"Your Grace, it is not as it seems-"
"Save me the excuses and the lies. I have no interest in hearing them," Benedict said, his eyes not leaving Cole. "Rosalie, you may leave if you wish. I shall handle this in your place."
