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.

"We're both no better than lapdogs, Gillian. Do you think you're still the darling of Sea City? I've got news for you - you're nothing now.

your mouth," Gillian snapped back, "Do

no saint, and

down until a clap of thunder outside drew their attention away

Gillian produced

Aaron Miller. He's a senior at Elite University, aiming for a master's in finance,

gave Gillian a withering look, picking up Aaron's photo.

her, collecting all

"Shouldn't you be the one doing this? Luring men is more your speed. Your goal and

this is serious. Don't forget

Mara shivered, her

huffed quietly, "For now, that's it. Oh, and Kenneth from the Ellington family is also at Elite University. He seems to be in touch with Anna from Vanguard Agency, and that woman is trouble. Kenneth's close with Aaron; you might

of you," Mara finished

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

Gillian said as she

sat in the dark, clutching Aaron's

"Vivienne, just wait."

University was fragrant with the scent of

Aaron's mood was

convenience, he had bought an apartment between the university and the

arrived on campus, peace had been scarce in

greeted by the sight of a freshly showered Kenneth, casually strolling about in the nude. Aaron nearly lost it, half-tempted to cry out for security at

you see it's raining? Close the door! It's cold," Kenneth said nonchalantly, grabbing a soda from

wide open. "You know it's cold, and you're drinking that? I wish it would

open, passersby got an eyeful of Kenneth's indecency, and their laughter punctuated the

door," Kenneth rushed to

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