Morning came like every other, but so many changes had occurred in the depths of the night. Claudia woke up gloomier than usual. Her usual charming countenance was gone. She stepped out of her room all freshened and ready for her day.
Downstairs, Blair sat in Mitch Miller's company. The headquarters was now under Lucien's guidance and control, but things still called for her attention. Moreover, Mitch Miller was uncomfortable working with a pompous man like Lucien.
Watching them smile and chat like all was well, while she had to pretend and be stressed watching the life of her son be threatened by another, Claudia clenched her fist, her smile faded, and her eyes darkened. "I thought I made myself clear yesterday." Claudia's voice rang from the balcony, catching the attention of Blair and Mitch Miller.
