She narrowed her eyes.
"Consider this a warning. If you mess with my cousin again, I'll be the one dealing with the consequences. I may have abused my power before, but this is the last time I'm giving you a heads-up. You won't be so lucky next time."
Cornelia turned to her husband with a sweet smile.
"Honey, what should we do now?"
"What else?" he replied, his tone pragmatic. "We pay the compensation, fix what needs fixing, and minimize the damage. As for the losses, I'll make up for them through other projects later."
Cornelia's eyes sparkled with admiration. "I knew you were the best! Don't worry, I'll give you a big, healthy baby boy. Then we'll secure our place as heroes of the Corrigan!"
Although Apollo already had two daughters, the Corrigan patriarch favored Alaric. Still, if a son was born first, the old master would undoubtedly take notice.
