Chapter 221

Living room, Military Compound- The place was simply furnished with a few classic rosewood pieces. A faint scent of jasmine tea still lingered around the teacups on the table. Celeste and Ethan sat on one side, facing Philip, the stern-faced general in military uniform. He was well into his fifties, but looked sharp and full of authority. "Tea, sir?" Ethan offered, voice calm. "Skip it," Philip waved dismissively. "I'll get to the point. I know Jeremy made a mess and he's in your custody. I've talked to his people; I get the whole story. He screwed up, so it's fair he's locked up. But let's not forget-no matter what, he's still my family. This should be handled by me." His tone turned brisk, the temperature in the room seemed to dip a few degrees. "Also... my wife's with you, isn't she?" Ethan's gaze didn't waver. "Mrs. Lewis showed up before dawn. Yes, she's here." Philip's expression turned darker, the words came out flat and sharp. "Then I'd appreciate it if you could hand them both