If he kept making trouble, Caroline truly might cut him off. He would regret it bitterly then.

Caroline took a deep breath before stepping out of the car. Walking up to her father, she asked coldly, “Dad, what else do you want? I won’t plead leniency for them. My brothers need to face the consequences of their actions.”

She assumed he had come again to plead for his three sons.

Hunter stared at her, struck by how much Caroline resembled his late wife, especially today. For a moment, he seemed