The moment Amanda exited the room, leaving the signed divorce papers and an audio threat, Walter exploded. “Dad, how could you agree to the separation? You just let her—”
August, who was completely beyond furious and done with his useless son, didn't bother speaking. Instead, he simply picked up a spoon and threw it right at Walter’s head. The metal banged Walter squarely on the forehead, and he retreated a step, clutching his head in shock and pain.
“You useless creature!” August roared, his voice shaking the dining hall. “You had only one job to do—to keep your political alliance, your wife, happy and quiet—and you couldn't even do that properly! Now face the consequences! The decision has been made, and this topic will no longer be discussed within this family!”
“But Dad—” Walter beg
