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.

at the Ellington Mansion, something must have gone seriously awry for Cecilia to soften her

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

clearly embarrassed. She felt she had

figure in her life, and

aunt-niece dynamics were none of Vivienne’s

Vivienne said with a smile, looking

bit her lip, “Vivienne, I

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

eyes welled up at Vivienne’s words. “Vivienne, you can be sure I won’t let Mara

“No thanks needed.”

last thought

can stay but not

was already a huge concession for

mother like that!” Cecilia

stood silently by the door, clenching her fists as she overheard the

was clear Cecilia was the legitimate lady of

stay would be

raised her gaze, her eyes briefly scanning

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

curled into

a moment to look into Huxley Boyd’s whereabouts? Mara mentioned they had a layover in M State. It’d be good to know if Huxley’s still there; it’s quite worrisome,” Cecilia said,

Mara off to him, sparing the

the Ellington family’s

studies here. I’ll hire a housekeeper to take care of your daily needs. Here’s a credit card. The PIN is your birthday. I’ll stop by

arranged for Mara, from a new phone to new

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