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.

Boyds had been nothing but trouble, and Mara had even tried to break him and Vivienne up-Cecilia would not

was now settling in at the Ellington Mansion, something must

experience. "I never thought things would turn out this way; I thought we'd gone our separate ways for

at Vivienne sheepishly, clearly embarrassed. She

was never a central figure in her life, and Cecilia's sentiments had

dynamics were

Vivienne said with a smile, looking at Cecilia with a soft

her lip,

you have left. She's been close to you for many years, and whatever you decide, I won't object. Just follow your heart." Cecilia's eyes welled up at Vivienne's words. "Vivienne, you can be

"No thanks needed."

anyway." The last thought was Vivienne's silent addition, mindful

Vivienne's stance clear, Percival had little to add, though he did say sternly, "She can stay but not in the house. And she better

know. I've got people looking for a place for her. Don't speak to your mother like that!" Cecilia retorted, less patient with her son. She did not want to upset Vivienne, but what was it to him? Upstairs, Mara stood silently by the door, clenching her fists as she overheard the

Cecilia was the legitimate lady of the house. To the

even her stay

eyes briefly scanning the slightly ajar door

the door shut. Had she been imagining it, or did Vivienne catch her eye? It

curled into

look into Huxley Boyd's whereabouts? Mara mentioned they had a layover in M State. It'd be good

nodded. Locating Huxley would also mean passing Mara off to him,

found Mara a place to stay. With the Ellington family's large number of real estate, choosing a place

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