Vivienne offered a perfunctory smile, the old grudges still simmering beneath the surface.

“We’ve got company at the moment. My father will join us shortly. Please, make yourselves at home. Dinner will be served soon,” Dracon explained before bustling off.

Vivienne took a sip of her water. “Is this their idea of a power play?”

Karen shrugged it off. “If Yorick wanted to put me in my place, he’d use something more sophisticated than this.”

It was clear, though, that Dracon intended to make this power move personally.

Vivienne chuckled, choosing to remain silent.

An hour passed, with neither Vivienne nor Karen receiving any attention. Dracon was off somewhere, busy, and Yorick had not emerged from his study.

Only when the servants had finished setting the table and called everyone for dinner did Yorick finally make an appearance.

Dracon hurried over to his side, along with a woman, both offering their support as Yorick descended the stairs.

“Lark, when did you arrive?” Yorick seemed genuinely surprised to see Karen.

With a slight curl of her lips, Karen’s eyes flickered towards Dracon. “Been here a while. Mr. Linklater insisted we shouldn’t disturb you, so I did not.”

Vivienne’s gaze landed on the woman by Yorick’s side, her smile laden with meaning.

Yorick glanced at Dracon, his voice tinged with reprimand. “Dracon, didn’t I say to send Lark and Vivienne to my study when they arrived?”

Dracon looked down sheepishly. “Sorry, Dad, I was too busy. It slipped my mind.”

Vivienne smirked, “Wasn’t Mr. Linklater just overseeing the kitchen the whole time? Playing supervisor?”

an awkward laugh. Vivienne was clearly hinting that he had done it

she not know how to behave as a guest in someone else’s

comment with everyone present. “Lark,

to the woman on his right,

Vivienne spoke up first, “Yorick, no need for introductions. I know

was none other than Gillian

she had not expected it here,

such esteemed company

glass, the cognac reflecting her half-smile. But distorted through the glass and alcohol, her smile seemed

offer a toast as a gesture of my remorse,” Gillian

were in Yorick’s home, and both Karen and Vivienne held Yorick in

coolly, “No need. It wasn’t my face

at Vivienne’s public announcement of her past actions, but she maintained her

said with a semblance of guilt, “I was dealing with a lot back then, and Mara’s words

price. We can’t label someone a villain for life over

shot Vivienne a mocking glance as if to say,

gave Dracon a warning look. This man was really challenging her patience again, even daring to bully Vivienne in

agree, Mr. Linklater?” Karen said, her gaze indicating she would not tolerate any

chuckled nervously, offering

“Gillian now works as a secretary in the Vanguard Agency’s secretariat,

A secretary in the

to be much greater than she

Vivienne and explained, “Mara didn’t press charges against me. After compensating her mother, I was released from the detention center. I was actually

Vivienne’s face grew. She knew exactly how much ‘ink’ Gillian had in

did not even know what it was before all

curiosity was piqued

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