Susan's POV
I was losing my mind, but I couldn't let Evander see that. His indifference toward me only fueled my desperation and rage. How could he stand there, so composed, so unbothered, while I was falling apart? But I knew him well— I knew exactly which buttons to press to make him crumble.
If Claire and Colten's situations weren't enough to shake him up, I had another card to play: Gloria and his deceased child. After all, Gloria's schemes were the foundation of who Evander was today— the cold, heartless monster incapable of love.
"You think Claire will forgive you?" I sneered, my voice dripping with venom. "Do you think she will overlook the fact that Gloria plotted the death of your child because of you?"
I felt him inhaling deeply as I imagined his grip tightening on the phone as he struggled to hold himself together. A sinister smile spread across my face, satisfaction bubbling in my chest. This was it—the crack in his armor.
