Scott furrowed his brows, a shadow of concern darkening his expression.

It was clear to him that Percival and Vivienne were determined to bring matters to a head today.

His gaze narrowed, voice dropping to a husky whisper, “Vivienne, Percival, it seems Grandma might’ve been rattled today, and Vivienne has had her fair share of grievances. Let’s not dwell on the past. From now on, she’ll take some time for herself, perhaps a sabbatical. I’ll see to it that no one in this household gives her any more trouble.”

Kala snorted dismissively.

Who had been bullying Vivienne, anyway?

It was just him and that illegitimate daughter of his!

She and the other youngsters always got along fine with Vivienne.

Vivienne lifted her gaze, those cool and detached eyes briefly meeting Scott’s before she spoke evenly, “Your assurances mean nothing to me, Scott. If Judith wants to settle scores, let’s clear the slate completely, so no one can say I took advantage of the Brooks family’s generosity!”

Scott’s eyes tightened, a dangerous edge creeping into his demeanor. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

Vivienne smiled, a touch of defiance in her tone. “Absolutely.”

Their eyes locked, and for a moment, Scott felt an unsettling leap in his heart at her piercing gaze. He was about to respond when Vivienne turned away, her voice calm. “Mr. Wolf, I’m famished!”

this over with

room, her anger boiling over. Yet, she could not shake this gnawing feeling that if she spoke now, she might just implicate herself, especially since Percival had mentioned that folks from Vanguard Agency were still outside. Despite her confidence in her innocence, who knew what kind of

last thing she wanted was another visit

her, sharp as an arrow, his tone as biting as frost. “Let’s settle the accounts for my grandmother’s death, as well

stunned silence, so quiet

her hands trembling on her cane. Panic surged through

Scott was taken aback. Despite his experience

that his mother was behind Dahlia’s

Impossible.

found. His mother had an alibi; she was at her father’s house when the police investigated, and surveillance footage confirmed she had

thunderous roar erupted from within the

turned to see Baron, cane in hand, staggering down the stairs, shock written all over his face. “What did you just

into a farce the day before, yet here they were again. Baron certainly did not plan

from the servants about the conflict between Percival, Vivienne, and Judith over some unresolved matter

curious to see how Percival would strip away Judith’s mask of

eyes cold and unforgiving. “Are you telling me you didn’t know Judith killed my

his mind had been struck by lightning, buzzing with disbelief. Shaken, he approached Judith, voice trembling. “No, I don’t. If I knew, how could I have allowed her to live freely

he would be the first to kill Judith. He would make her suffer in a place worse than hell, doomed to

His eyes gloomy as he said, “It seems Judith is quite a master criminal. Even her husband doesn’t know

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