Logan, did you see your mother's face?
Daniel choked on his own breath, trembling with rage. "You ungrateful disgrace…"
"Uncle Reid, don't be angry. Logan finally came home," a soft voice drifted down from the stairs.
Angelica appeared in her loungewear, gently cradling her stomach like it was unconscious.
Selina's eyes immediately narrowed.
Daniel rushed over. "Angelica, why are you downstairs? Be careful with the baby!"
"I'm fine, Uncle Reid," Angelica replied gently. "I just wanted to see Logan."
Her smile looked strained. "Logan… I'm sorry. You don't have to worry about me. Just pretend I'm not even here."
Selina let out two cold laughs.
That line? Classic manipulation. Trying to get Logan to pay attention, huh?
Logan nodded calmly. "Mm. I wasn't paying attention to you to begin with."
Selina: "…"
Excellent. One glance at Angelica's twisted expression and Selina instantly felt better.
