At the Ford Mansion.
Everyone had returned home. The air in the house was heavy, as if someone had died, and everyone was silent. Even the servants didn't dare to make a sound.
Sephina had locked herself inside her study, while Albert was in his room. Jay, Clara, and Briena were in one room. Jay looked as if his entire world had collapsed, while Briena and Clara were terrified of being kicked out of the house by Sephina.
"Father, don't be so quiet. Please say something," Briena said anxiously.
"What can I say now?" Jay said helplessly.
"It's all Caryn's fault," Clara said. "She's the one who caused this."
Jay looked at her as he realized something. "What was the need to reveal that Natalie is not my daughter? If you hadn't done it…"
"Now you blame me?" Clara interrupted him. "That whore bore the child of some other man and fooled you, but you blame me?"
