Pauline balled her fingers into a fist. "It's all a misunderstanding, and I hope we can make things right. I just think…"
You don't have to think," Lucian cut in coldly. "Emily wouldn't want to see you now or later. She has given you chances to make amends, but what…?"
"I believe you should let her speak for herself…"
Lucian's lips twitched in a humorless smile. "Really? Speak for herself? My wife…don't I know her better?"
Pauline's chest heaved with fury she didn't have an outlet for. She still wanted to get Ruby into the Group, and at the moment she couldn't provoke this Buddha.
"I know, but I just want to see her," she pressed.
Lucian chuckled darkly. "You will see her… only if she wishes to."
"Emily is still my daughter," she snapped, unwilling to accept defeat.
Lucian leaned slightly closer, his voice colder. "Mrs. Winters, this is Sterling Group. We do not tolerate scenes created by unreasonable people. Leave."
