Caryn looked at Sephina. "Any questions about my presence here now?"
Sephina's gaze was filled with anger, as if she were throwing daggers at her. She knew well that Caryn was never an easy person to deal with—she was always a step ahead of everyone.
Jay, who was fuming with anger, finally spoke. "How dare you show up here, even if you were alive? You were married to me, yet you had an affair and made me raise your child? You immoral woman. My mother was always right—you were a slu—"
"Jay Ford," Caryn's sharp, authoritative voice interrupted him. "You should take a better look at yourself before insulting me. A manwhore like you, who had a mistress while married, has no right to judge me. You better not go there, or I might let your current mistress know that she wasn't the only one."
Clara's anger flared. "How dare you slander Jay?"