Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 164: Visiting Mr. Thorne III

"Victoria, stop picking at your food! You know my grandmother hates that!" Cedric whisper-yelled, pretending to remove something from Victoria’s hair while the table buzzed with discussions about Athena and her children.

Victoria mentally cursed him, feeling a surge of annoyance as she stabbed the meat on her plate with her fork and shoved it angrily into her mouth.

She was tired of catering to the whims of that old, stupid woman, and she was fed up with Athena being thrown in her face at every opportunity. Why hadn’t the old man given them a heads-up or something?

Now, here she was in her simple gown, while Athena sported a dazzling collection from Areso!

Victoria turned her fork against the vegetables on her plate, as if they had personally offended her, shoving them into her mouth with an ungraceful huff.

How could that woman be so lucky to be friends with Areso and Chelsea, the wonder pediatrician? And now, she was even on friendly terms with her in-laws, as if they’d known each other all their lives!

Glaring at Athena, who was laughing with Florence, Victoria could hardly contain her anger. They had only met moments ago, and now they were acting like best friends! Did this woman have a lucky charm hidden somewhere?

Cedric had tried to smooth the way between her and his grandparents, but their best behavior toward her was hardly anything to write home about, and she knew it was all because of Cedric. Was it because she wasn’t as popular as Athena?

Victoria gritted her teeth, letting her fork clang against the plate, tired of eating. Would she now have to compete for their attention now that Athena was here?

Before, she hadn’t cared—there was no other daughter-in-law to vie with—but with Athena’s appearance, the dynamics had shifted.

the name under her breath, anger simmering. She wouldn’t allow Athena to succeed in her plans, nor would she let

for the company’s leadership, but who was to say Athena wouldn’t weasel her way

to enjoy spending time with the

would he man up? When would he do what was necessary? How long would he keep deferring to "my grandmother said" and "my

for the treasure trove that the Thornes represented, she wouldn’t be

Florence’s voice cut through Victoria’s thoughts, and she held back a scoff. The woman hadn’t asked her anything

declined, then saw

accepted, prompting Florence to fuss over the twins with a level of attention

things worse, and Victoria let her fork clang violently against her plate once again.

asked, her brows furrowing as she focused her gaze on the woman Cedric had chosen to marry. Although she found Victoria somewhat materialistic, she endured her presence

attention, exactly what she had wished for, Victoria suddenly found herself at a

under Old Mr. Thorne’s sly gaze, wondering if the old man had somehow developed

to say, cleaning her mouth with

"It’s okay, Victoria. Please take your time." Then she turned to Cedric.

wasn’t pleased with this directive; he didn’t want to miss anything said at the dinner table. Still, with a sigh, he stood up, gently held Victoria by

asked as soon

full, the children and I. That’s where