Cornelius wore a dark, formal suit, his hair streaked with gray.Though past 60, he sat with his back straight, exuding his usual quiet, unspoken authority.He held a cup of cocoa in both hands and sat in silence, as though he had been waiting for quite some time.At the sound of the door opening, Cornelius looked up. The moment he saw Jacob's condition, the cup froze halfway to his lips. His eyes, normally as calm and still as a deep well, flickered with unmistakable shock."Jake?" Cornelius rose and quickly crossed the room to stand before him. "What happened to your face?"His voice immediately dropped, heavy with concern.Jacob's face was red and swollen, with the distinct imprint of a hand across it. Blood stained the corner of his mouth and spotted his clothes. He looked utterly wretched.Jacob had not expected his father-in-law to be there.He instinctively turned his face away, unwilling to let Cornelius see him like this. He said nothing and merely shook his head.How
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