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?”

clearly hinting that

know how to behave

a stern look but refrained from further comment with everyone present. “Lark, Vivienne, sit by me. I’d like

woman on his right,

their seats, Vivienne spoke up first,

woman was none other than Gillian

would inevitably lead to meeting Gillian one day. Still, she had not

in such esteemed company

half-smile. But distorted

you here. Allow me to apologize for my past ignorance and offer a toast as a gesture of my remorse,” Gillian said with a polished

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

need. It wasn’t my face you

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

guilt, “I was dealing with a lot back then, and Mara’s words provoked me. I lost control… It was

interjected, “In that situation, it was hard to stay rational, and you’ve paid the price. We can’t label someone a villain for life over a single mistake. Ms. Ashford, don’t take it

then shot Vivienne a mocking glance as if to say,

really challenging

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

nervously,

works as a secretary in the Vanguard Agency’s secretariat, handling my

raised an eyebrow. A secretary

to be much greater

didn’t press charges against me. After compensating her mother, I was released from the detention center. I was actually studying to join the Vanguard

smile on Vivienne’s face grew. She knew exactly how much ‘ink’ Gillian

likely did not even know what it was before all

curiosity was

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