Chapter 95
The Cellar
(Axel’s POV)
The shouting hit me the moment I stepped outside.
Two guards were struggling to keep Peyton from clawing her way through the door, and Jessica was yelling loud enough for the entire estate to hear. My temper snapped before I even reached them.
“What the hell is going on here?” I shouted.
Both women froze. The guards straightened immediately, holding the chaos still.
Peyton looked too polished to be embarrassed, her hair perfect and her lips curved into an innocent smile. Jessica, on the other hand, looked wild—her lipstick smeared, her eyes wide and glassy.
“Axel,” Jessica said, her tone too sweet. “You look well, son.”
I ignored the word that didn’t belong to her. “Why are you here? Who let you through the gate?”
Jessica smirked. “You have so m
