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I leaned heavily on my cane, my old bones aching with fury rather than age. The room had fallen into a tense silence after my outburst at Victoria. Good. Let them all remember who still holds the power in this house.

“Olivia,” I said, reaching for her hand, "with Grandmother here, no one can bully you anymore."

The relief in her eyes nearly broke my heart. How long had my poor girl suffered while I was lost in my

confused memories?

Victoria's face had turned an interesting shade of red at my words. I watched with disgust as she quickly composed herself, transforming her rage into a pitiful expression. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked up

at Ethan.

"Ethan," she whispered, her voice trembling perfectly

gagged at the performance. Did my grandson truly fall

my seat, my cane thumping against the hardwood floor with each step. The sound seemed to echo my authority through the

in?!" I demanded, my voice sharp enough to make Eleanor

alive, she's not allowed to step foot in

my gaze on Ethan, who had the decency to look

no longer carry weight in

hang in the air.

(Victoria's POV)

tasted blood, fighting to maintain my composed expression. The old witch hadn't directly ordered

of my place

silently pleading for him to defend me. He met my

firmly on the floor. Not a single word of support

like a physical blow. I

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