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!”

softly, “Let’s get this over with

for everyone else in the 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

last thing she wanted was

sharp as an arrow, his tone as biting as frost. “Let’s settle the accounts for my grandmother’s death, as well as the three friends and six nannies who took care

so quiet one could hear the whisper of

color, her hands trembling on

taken aback. Despite his experience in high-stakes situations, this revelation left him

that his mother was behind

Impossible.

an alibi; she was at her father’s house when the police investigated, and surveillance

roar erupted

turned to see Baron, cane in hand, staggering down the stairs, shock written all over his face.

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

Judith over some

away Judith’s mask of deception. But

at Baron, his eyes cold and unforgiving. “Are you telling me you didn’t know Judith killed

by lightning, buzzing with disbelief. Shaken, he approached Judith, voice trembling.

first to kill Judith. He would make her suffer in a place worse than hell, doomed to wander the world for eternity, paying for her

he said, “It seems Judith is quite a master criminal. Even her husband doesn’t know what she

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