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

would turn out this way; I thought we’d gone our separate ways for good. But then

sheepishly, clearly embarrassed. She

a central figure in

were none

don’t mind me,” Vivienne said with a smile, looking at Cecilia with

her lip, “Vivienne,

niece, after all, and probably the only family you have left. She’s been close to you for many years, and whatever you

I won’t let Mara trouble you

“No thanks needed.”

my business anyway.” The last thought was Vivienne’s silent addition,

he did say sternly, “She can stay but

a huge concession for

speak to your mother like that!” Cecilia retorted, less patient

silently by the door, clenching her fists as she overheard

the legitimate lady of the house. To the

expected that even her stay would be at

eyes briefly scanning the slightly ajar door of the guest room

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

into

whereabouts? Mara mentioned they had a layover in

Mara off to

family’s large number of real estate, choosing

University. You can continue your grad studies here. I’ll hire a housekeeper to take care of your daily needs. Here’s a credit card.

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