Chapter 27. Thomas Fucking Lanoth

She couldn’t think of someone else that she could have offended. Of course, she could be lying, but Maxwell doubted it. His idiot of a sister wanted to get out of detention as fast as she could, even though he knew the main reason for that.

She would love to get out as soon as possible just so she could get her hands on some more wh**e po**er as soon as possible. Maxwell wondered who her de**er had been, though he knew that was the least of his business. If she wanted to pump her system full of junk, how was it his business to worry about it?

Since her equally stupid man had not been wise enough to detect that she was using that heavily even as they make babies together, why then should he feel any guilt right now? Maxwell thought. No, all he felt toward her was nothing but a duty. Duty to the Rohan family is nothing but that.

He might have felt something akin to brotherly love once. A long time ago, but not anymore. He assured himself. No, Fiona had killed off any