"Kyle, let me be crystal clear—for the last time: if at your sister's wedding you're still acting like this, don't blame me for washing my hands of you as my son."
Kyle's words trailed off—Joe had zero patience left to hear him out. The bridal designer was already there, and he was too busy helping his beloved daughter pick out her gown to deal with Kyle's drama.
Joe and Angelica left together, Angelica pretended to excuse Kyle: "Dad, Kyle's a good person—he's just hurting too much over Selina. Please don't be mad at him; after all, someone did lose their life…"
"Angelica, you're too kind," Joe replied, half-smiling. "You worry too much. Go pick out your dress—you have to be the most beautiful bride in the world."
Kyle watched their retreating figures, sinking into a swirl of doubt. Kind? Seriously? Whether or not Angelica is a Morris heiress, she's responsible for someone's death—how the heck did that turn into "kind" in Dad's eyes?
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