"Did you just yell at me?" Angelina's eyes widened, tears falling heavily as she looked at Alaric with disbelief and deep sorrow.

Her son, whom she had cherished and raised with all her love, the son for whom she had made countless plans and sacrifices, had raised his voice against her!

Angelina felt as if her heart was shattered, her years of hard work and dedication crushed to dust, leaving her in profound agony.

With tears streaming down her face, Angelina nodded, "Oh, so you're all grown up now, spreading your wings, even learning to yell at your own mother, Alaric. How could you treat me like this?"

Realizing that his words had genuinely hurt Angelina, Alaric blinked, moving closer to try and explain, "Mom, I—"

"Don't call me mom!" Angelina choked up. "I don't have a son like you!"

Remington Falconer entered the room,

"Alaric's finally home for a few days, and this is how you greet him? Can't you sit down and talk

unbearable,

you, stop bad-mouthing Hertha," Alaric, initially feeling guilty for raising his voice at Angelina, couldn't bear hearing his mother

was furious, about to

down at the coffee table and let's sort this out

by Beatrice, Remington sat on the couch, and Alaric

lost, clenched the

are you standing around for? Come sit," Beatrice

to pass the

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