Emilia felt the blood leave her face, and as though the air was not enough. “Who told you that?”
“Are you going to deny it?” Adam challenged.
“Why don’t we all calm down and talk?” Marjorie intervened. She was holding her hands together in front of her, her eyes pleading with her son.
Adam turned his dark gaze to his mother, “what’s there to talk about, mother? I thought we were being shot at by a random crazy person but it turned out to be someone who had the right to take revenge on what was done to him. Just like she was taking revenge on him, isn’t it that right?” Adam swung his furious gaze at Emilia.
Emilia had gone quiet, taking in the accusations that Adam was throwing at her. Even though she acknowledged the fact that she did take revenge on the men, she had no way of knowing
