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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

my grandson

dismissive snort, I returned to my seat, my cane thumping against the hardwood

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

allowed to step

gaze on Ethan, who had the decency

I too old now, and my words no longer carry weight in this

hang in the air.

(Victoria's POV)

I tasted blood, fighting to maintain my composed expression. The old witch hadn't directly ordered me to leave, but her message couldn't have

remind everyone of my place -

to defend me. He met

fixed firmly on the floor. Not a single word of support from

me like a physical blow. I

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