"Both of you, have some shame," a woman's voice echoed in the drawing room. "Father, would you just watch it or say something?"
Justin didn't even have to look to know that it was Mallory.
Justin caressed Natalie's cheek affectionately while he spoke, "What can he say? This family has no shame in killing someone openly—what's the shame in showing love to my own wife?"
Mallory felt enraged, while Aeldric said, "Aiden, you are going to marry Grace. You should behave. I don't care if you mess with other women outside this estate."
Justin looked at him coldly. "I don't see other women here, and I don't plan to mess with anyone else other than this woman in front of me—my wife. So you better mind your words before I make you regret it, Mr. Riverdale."
"You—"
"I am just here, and I see you arguing with the old man," Natalie interrupted before Aeldric could say a word, turning a little playful with her tone. "Honey, I am tired from the journey and hungry as well."
