The teacup shattered at Eric's feet, splashing water.

Eric glanced at the gold bracelet on the floor, then at Sarah's bruises.

His gaze cold, he ordered the bodyguards, "Tell my grandfathers that Nagel has dementia and doesn't recognize us anymore. She needs to be sent to a nursing home today."

"You wouldn't dare!" Nagel shouted.

She was eight years younger than Tanya's father, only in her sixties - the prime time to enjoy life. This scoundrel actually wanted to lock ...