Chapter 310

Craig Stockton showed up today, not even sure why he came himself. All he knew was that he’d lost a son, and now his whole life felt empty, like someone had snatched away his only hope for old age. Who could possibly process something like that so quickly? “This is my family’s business! You have no right to interfere!” Craig glared at Delia Fleming, eyes blazing with rage, as if he wanted to rip her apart then and there. Clearly, she wasn’t holding back in making him angry. But Delia? She didn’t care one bit. She sneered, rolling her eyes. “This is my home! You don’t get to waltz in here and start calling the shots!” She threw his own words right back at him. Did he seriously think he could just barge in and act like he was in charge? If it weren’t for the fact that he’d just lost his son, Delia’s temper would’ve long since erupted. And to think—one son’s death sent him spiraling like this, while he had no problem trying to kill the other one himself. What kind of father does that? Is