Author's POV
Now, it was Joseph's turn to be stunned.
He hadn't expected this woman to be so sharp. It felt like she had reached into his mind and pulled his thoughts out in the open.
He was still trying to piece together what the hell was going on and how things had turned so messy, but before he could defend himself, the atmosphere shifted again.
It was his turn to be humbled.
"Miss, you've certainly mistaken—" Joseph tried to speak, his voice was polite, but Sera didn't let him finish.
"There's no way I mistook you," she cut him off sharply, her lips curling into a smirk.
"I've seen those looks since the day I stepped into the Lancaster family. That same judgment in your eyes, my dear brother, here had it too. And so did your friend."
Her words felt like daggers, not only to Asher but to Lucien, who had never cared about anyone in his life and had been blunt with his judgments.
"Sera… I…" Asher's voice cracked a little. "I know I was wrong."
