Chapter: 1563

Kira stood trembling, tears threatening to spill, while her mother Makayla was on the verge of unleashing a torrent of curses. Yet, the moment Cliff's presence registered, their voices died in their throats.

A heavy silence blanketed the office.

“Mr. Hopkins?" Makayla's eyes widened with recognition, her voice barely above a whisper.

Cliff's piercing gaze cut through the room, assessing the Foster family in turn.

Releasing his grip on the now-motionless Orlando, Cliff fixed him with an icy stare. “What were you trying to do just now? Hitting her?"