The evening drizzle cast a somber tune against the windowpanes of a cozy suburban home.

Mara lounged in the living room after dismissing her evening help, swirling a glass of Cabernet as she stared blankly at the ceiling. The front door swung open, but Mara did not flinch.

A chill draft swept through, prompting Mara to frown. "Ever heard of closing the door?"

"Always such a stickler for details, aren't you?"

At the doorway, a woman shook off her umbrella, her stilettos clicking on the hardwood floor as she strode in.

The rhythmic tap of the heels only heightened Mara's irritation, her frown growing deeper. "You've never had an ounce of manners."

The woman sat down, her flawless features stark against Mara's scar-streaked visage.

Eyeing the woman's perfect complexion, Mara's gaze turned venomous, a visceral urge to shatter her wine glass and scar that pristine face.

To aerate the expensive wine with her blood!

"Gillian, didn't I tell you to cover that revolting face when you see me?"

This was the woman who had once been incarcerated for willful harm, Gillian Ashford!

Gillian snorted with contempt, crossing her long legs. "Compared to yours, I think my face is the least of our worries."

Mara stood abruptly, fury in her eyes, and for a moment, she wanted nothing more than to throttle the life out of Gillian.

Gillian, however, nonchalantly gestured. "Sit down and listen to what I have to say, or you'll regret it."

Mara clenched her jaw, reluctantly sitting back down.

lapdogs, Gillian. Do you think you're still the darling of Sea City? I've got news for you

back, "Do you think

no saint, and

neither willing to back down until

produced

a senior at Elite University, aiming for a master's in finance, and

gave Gillian a withering look, picking up Aaron's photo. "Isn't this the

season's champion. He's also Vivienne's protege. He seems quite taken with her, collecting all sorts of information

the one doing this? Luring men is more your speed. Your

forget

Mara shivered, her tone becoming more

family is also at Elite University. He seems to be in touch with Anna from Vanguard Agency, and that woman is trouble. Kenneth's

of you," Mara finished her wine in

leave. Their friendship had been one of convenience; Mara was from the Boyd family, a family with a sterling reputation, and she was Percival's cousin. There was no real love lost between

said as she

the rain grew heavier, Mara sat in

"Vivienne, just wait."

with the scent of

Aaron's mood was

university and the company, though he had kept his dorm

Kenneth arrived on campus, peace had been

room when he was greeted by the sight of a freshly showered Kenneth, casually strolling about in

raining? Close the door! It's cold," Kenneth said nonchalantly, grabbing a soda from the fridge and taking a

"You know it's cold, and you're drinking that?

passersby got an eyeful of

you no shame? Close the door," Kenneth rushed

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