Chapter 840

The Wilson Estate.

Mr. Wilson set the tablet down, his expression frozen in disbelief. For the past few days, he'd thought the Wilson family was finally on the rise again. But after reading that email... the whole thing just felt unreal.

"Where's Vivian?" he asked coldly.

The butler replied, "Miss Vivian should be at the hotel right now handling some business."

"Call her. Tell her to come back immediately."

"Yes, sir."

Less than thirty minutes later, Vivian walked through the front door, still trying to figure out what had happened-what could be so urgent that her grandfather needed her home right in the middle of everything?

a word, a slap landed

at her furious grandfather, her voice

me why? Do you even know how many things you've done behind my back? You buried the Westridge incident-on your own! Didn't breathe a word of it. Still can't get over Zachary,

the things she'd done

understand," she said, her voice cracking.

shares-what's going on with those?

off guard. She'd handled everything quietly -how did he


there was no

planning

believed he would understand once

deepened. His hand trembled as he pointed at her. "You...

For a moment,

water. He drank it slowly, and after a few minutes, he managed to

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