"Mother!"
Fujiwara Takuya's pupils were narrow and pitch-black, like a ravenous wolf ready to devour.
The past was not worth mentioning. A prodigal son returning home is more precious than gold. Since becoming the Clan Leader, he had adhered to filial piety and respect, never raising his voice, let alone speaking harshly to his mother.
But tonight.
He lost his composure again.
Fortunately, Lady Fujiwara did not mind. Her eyes were vacant, and she seemed absent-minded, possibly not even hearing her son's shouting, her thoughts unknown.
The Fujiwara Family was a vast clan.
The most core part of this group was undoubtedly the mother and her two siblings.
As an indispensable part of this small family, after confirming her pregnancy, Fujiwara Reiki returned to her room, as a pregnant woman needed rest.
The truth was revealed.
No wonder her reaction to her "husband's" death was so indifferent.
Perhaps she wasn't restrained by her mother.
But because—
