Chapter 62

"So... I heard that my son recently turned into an overprotective hulk."

I looked up from the tailor who was helping me alter my wedding dress. Keeping as still as I could, I hesitantly asked Mrs. Cordova, "Are you talking about what happened last week?"

She nodded as she thumbed the edge of her magazine. "Benedict told me about it. He's practically my third son and often whines to me about Rafael like a younger sibling who can't win with his brother."

I bit my lip nervously.

I had tried to apologize to Mr. Serman about Achilles's behavior and the new holes in the walls of my office, but he had insisted that it was nothing and waved it off. He simply stroked the damaged walls over and over again with heavy sighs, muttering something about how he was going to get Achilles to pay back the damage in double.

And it definitely didn't help that Achilles refused to apologize to Benedict for damaging his office building, saying that Benedict deserved it for not keeping a better eye on hi