"Ms. Moon, please calm down. Mr. Everly is currently entertaining guests. Ms. Moon, please wait just a moment."
With a bang, the door to the lounge swung open. Elysia, dressed in a sharp little blazer, stood at the entrance with an air of authority, her gaze icy as she surveyed the room.
Beside her, Will, who was half a head taller, looked as if he might burst into tears any second. He glanced helplessly at Finnian.
Dorian sprang to his feet. "Elysia, what are you doing here?"
Elysia gave him a cursory glance before her eyes landed on Jessica, who was nestled close to Dorian with an expression of feigned innocence.
The last time Elysia had gone to the pub to find Finnian, Dorian and Jessica had been there too. And here they were again. It seemed Dorian and Jessica were more inseparable than she had thought; who knew how many times they had been together when she wasn’t around to see it?
Given the situation, Elysia ought to have been furious or heartbroken. But perhaps she had seen it too many times—her heart was numb.
Ignoring Dorian's words, she strode over to Finnian and demanded, "Why won't you divorce Ama? What's the point of stringing her along like this?"
Dorian's face was a picture of astonishment, but he remained silent.
Finnian rose with deliberate calmness, replying, "Ms. Moon, this is between Amara and me. It has nothing to do with you. And besides, this is my private space. Outsiders are not permitted. Please leave."
"I don't want to hear those excuses. I'm here to settle accounts for Ama!" Elysia retorted, her voice rising in anger.
"Do you really think Ama cheated on you, and that's why you won't divorce her? Even if she did, so what? You have Liliana, don't you? Why don't you go cuddle up to her instead?
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