Chapter 410. Wrought Temper

Heather made her way into the house as she usually did, doubting that anyone had missed her last night when she did not come home. In her family, indifference and ignorance were household values. However, panic gripped her as soon as she stepped past the threshold, for she saw a couple standing shoulder-to-shoulder in front of her, assessing her with stern looks on their faces—the couple was none other than her parents themselves.

Thinking that they were probably furious about last night, she grew flustered. Nonetheless, she quickly composed herself and tried to brush past them nonchalantly, but was halted in her tracks when her father pulled her by the elbow.

She frowned at this. She was not used to physical contact with her parents, much less being treated with such hostility. There was a clear aggravation in the way they handled her that she couldn’t help but bristle at the gesture.

“Is there something wrong, Father?” Heather’s expression was stony and the good