Chapter 76

Cora POV

I didn’t return to my office.

I couldn’t.

If I sat down, if I allowed myself even one quiet moment, I knew the anger would spill over—and I refused to give anyone the satisfaction of seeing me crack. Instead, I walked straight down the corridor, my heels echoing sharply against the tiled floor, each step grounding me.

So this was Teagan’s solution.

Not a conversation.

Not even the decency to ask me what I wanted.

A donation.

Money tossed at the problem, as ...