Chapter 7

The servant who'd tried to sneak outside and warn McNeil was quickly dragged back in.

"What do you think you're doing? This is Mr. and Mrs. Langford's home!"

Yasmine stepped forward and slapped the servant, making sure she understood her place.

"The real Mrs. Langford is right here in front of you," Yasmine snapped. "There's no other Mrs. Langford."

Victoria's eyes narrowed, her delicate finger pointing directly at Violet, who still hadn't made any move to take off the wedding dress.

"Hold her down," Victoria ordered.

For the first time, Violet's calm mask cracked, revealing a flash of cold defiance.

"You have no right to do this. If your husband doesn't want you anymore, coming here to make a scene won't change anything. Love or not, that was settled six years ago. If McNeil finds out what you're doing to me, he'll divorce you."

the floor in a matter of seconds. They didn't lay

up her sleeves, her tone thick with disdain. "I've never seen such a brazen mistress. Who do you think

erupted into chaos. Violet was completely restrained, yet the

pitiful," Violet said

the

voice rang out from the entrance. He stood in

had arrived, after

idea how Victoria had tracked them down, but it was clear-there

moment Gwyneth saw Violet pinned to the ground, she rushed across the

picking on Ms.

her forehead striking

child to push an adult down-especially one as guarded as Victoria-it was clear Gwyneth had thrown every ounce of

"McNeil, Gwyn..."

eyes. "I saw your car outside. I thought it was you, but then Victoria barged in like a madwoman, demanding I take off my

from Victoria to the torn wedding dress on Violet.

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