Aiden Knight's POV
The silence stretches between us like a taut wire. Leo's brandy glass slips from his numb fingers, shattering against the marble floor. The sound makes Oscar jump like a startled rabbit.
"Please," Leo suddenly blurts out, dropping to his knees. "This is all my father's fault! He's the one who wanted to hurt your woman. I never wanted any part of this!"
Oscar's face contorts with rage and disbelief. "You little bastard! You're the one who—"
"Shut up!" Leo screams at his father, spittle flying from his lips. "You dragged me into this mess with your schemes and your greed!"
I watch this pathetic display with cold amusement. Five years ago, these men stood in my family's home, toasting my parents' destruction. Now they turn on each other like rabid dogs.
"Fascinating," I murmur, clasping my hands behind my back. "Tell me more about your father's plans, Leo."
