Willa's brow was furrowed in frustration, her fists clenched tightly.

"So many hideouts, damn it!" She muttered under her breath.

The real thorn in her side was discovering that Diana had been secretly conspiring with F-Poison! That damned traitor!

Meanwhile, Quincy discreetly texted Vivienne for help, knowing full well she was no match for Willa. Her only hope was to bring in reinforcements without making a sound.

But before she could relish the thought of rescue, Willa's hand clamped down on her shoulder.

"Hey, kiddo, when the grown-ups are talking, you listen, okay?" Willa said with a smile that was anything but comforting.

Quincy attempted to resist, but it was futile.

With ease, Willa confiscated Quincy's phone, then tied her to a chair, topping her work with a peachy little heart drawn on her forehead.

"As much as I'd love to catch up with Vivienne, I can't right now. Give it two hours after I leave, and she'll come running to save you," Willa said as she tapped on the phone before setting it down and making her exit.

Quincy could only watch helplessly as Willa disappeared. Glancing at the phone, she saw the message was indeed sent, but with a two-hour delay before reaching Vivienne.

Cruel fate, indeed!

At the Perez Mansion.

Diana had just reached the front gate when laughter echoed from within.

Her lips pressed into a thin line, aware that Jasper was probably still fuming over today's fiasco.

But then, to her astonishment, she heard Vivienne's voice. Why was she still here?

the Perez's backyard, Vivienne was surprised by a strawberry cheesecake decorated with the names of Natalia, Yasmine, and

embarrassed, looked at Vivienne. "I'm still perfecting my frosting skills, so just bear with it,

your birthday, but you said you don't even know your birthday. So,

was, Vivienne had her reasons for

confirming her mother was alive, she refrained from sharing personal details. Now that

wasn't her actual birthday,

strawberry cheesecake until

cake obsession was just a passing fancy, never guessing it

of culinary art, with its lopsided strawberries and smeared icing, but to her, it was the most delicious,

was all she could

bit of frosting

Yasmine cheered, "Yay, we're celebrating

laughter as

he said

down to blow out

profound peace and contentment that the Perez family

illuminated by

have been the most extravagant gift present, but it was undoubtedly the most priceless treasure of the

quietly

picture of harmony and

She imagined tearing that smiling face to shreds, crushing it underfoot, and throwing it into the flames!

on her anger, Diana's loathing for

so

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