Chapter Ninety-Two

Lauren's POV

The air was thick with tension after the words flew out of Jameson’s mouth, the kind that could suffocate anyone within its reach.

Damien was now seething, and I had the urge to step in between him and his brother, but I knew better.

“You were doing so good, Jameson,” Damien said, shaking his head. “I can’t believe how foolish I was to think that you were getting better. I thought you were regretting all the bad things that happened, but you have crossed the line.”

To me, it wasn’t just the words Jameson had uttered; it was the weight behind them, the sheer audacity to accuse me of being the cause of the family’s disintegration when he had just been told about how the murder of his sister, which he committed, had made his son dejected.

“How could you, Jameson?” I finally erupted.

His eyes were still dark and filled with fury as he fixed them on me with an intensity that could burn holes through my skin. “How dare you tell me that all this is