795 The Duke and His Son

"That woman… how dare she humiliate me like that?" Pierre Weber was fuming. He kicked one of his antique chairs, before shoving the vase next to the bookshelves, sending it crashing down onto the wood tile in his office. Unperturbed by the loud crashing noise, Pierre started throwing things that he could get a hold of unto the wall, making his office more chaotic and loud.

"That woman is—"

"Pierre!" Mikaela's voice immediately stopped him from throwing another of his antique vases on the painting just above his fireplace.

"I told you not to come inside." His voice turned calm, opposite to the high pitched voice that he used earlier when cursing Lily. "Don't come in… you will hurt your feet." He said when he noticed her take a step towards him.

"Are you alright?"

"Is that even a question?" he snapped. Realizing his mistake, his face immediately turned gentle. "I'm sorry.I— I just… I have been really stressed and I need some time alone."