Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
The incident had happened so suddenly. Countless people were left shocked, resentful, or bewildered. Yet Leah Sinclair, the one at the very center of the storm, was sleeping more soundly than anyone.
「The Sterling Family's old residence, in Thomas Sterling's study.」
From the moment the four Sterlings returned, Thomas Sterling's face had been livid. Morgan Sterling smoked in silence. Madeline Sterling, still in her hotel bathrobe, shivered in a corner while Jacqueline Vaughn held her hand, sighing and weeping endlessly.
Thomas Sterling, irritated by the crying, slammed his hand on the desk. "Cry, cry, cry! All you know how to do is cry! Just look at the fine daughter you raised and the shameless things she's done!"
Madeline Sterling had just started to feel warm and stop trembling, but his roar sent her shaking all over again. Jacqueline Vaughn jumped in fright as well.
