Vivienne blinked in confusion. “Mara? Who’s that?”

As far as Vivienne was concerned, the name Mara had been flushed down the toilet long ago, just like yesterday’s news.

The whole Boyd family had become invisible in Vivienne and Percival’s world, let alone Mara.

Their association with the Boyds had been as necessary as a fish needs a bicycle—completely irrelevant!

Isolde nodded emphatically. “Yes, Mara. Mom’s niece, the one you’ve met before.”

Vivienne was still clueless, but Percival recalled and said, “The girl from the second branch of the Boyd family.”

“Huh?” Vivienne blinked, not following.

Percival chuckled helplessly and flicked Vivienne’s forehead. “The one you said had a nose like a button mushroom.”

“Oh!” Vivienne’s face lit up with realization. “Isn’t she supposed to be abroad? Why is she back?”

What Vivienne did not voice was, “How could she have the gall to show her face here again?”

But with Isolde present, such language was inappropriate.

The trio walked into the living room where Cecilia sat, looking somewhat apologetic.

“Mom, what’s she doing here? Is something wrong?” Percival inquired.

He knew his mother well enough to realize that although she could be scatterbrained at times, she had a strong moral compass.

The Boyds had been nothing but trouble, and Mara had even tried to break him and Vivienne up—Cecilia would not forgive that lightly.

the Ellington Mansion, something must

things would turn out this way; I thought we’d gone our separate ways for

She felt she

never a central figure in her life,

were none of

your own decision; don’t mind me,” Vivienne said with

her lip, “Vivienne, I

you have left. She’s been close to you for many years, and

words. “Vivienne, you can be sure I won’t let Mara

“No thanks needed.”

none of my business anyway.” The last thought

sternly, “She can stay but not in

a

her. Don’t speak to your mother like that!” Cecilia retorted, less patient with

clenching her fists as she overheard the

was clear Cecilia was the legitimate lady of the house. To the uninformed, it

her stay would be at

her eyes briefly scanning the slightly ajar door

been imagining it, or did Vivienne catch her eye? It had

into a

Huxley Boyd’s whereabouts? Mara mentioned they had a layover in M State. It’d be good to know if Huxley’s

mean passing Mara off to him, sparing the

the Ellington family’s large number of real estate, choosing a place was

housekeeper to take care of your daily needs. Here’s a credit card. The PIN is your birthday. I’ll stop by weekly, and if anything comes

for Mara, from a

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