Vivienne's fingers froze atop her phone screen, Griffin's contact highlighted. The sudden pause was punctuated by a sense of déjà vu.

A café?

Why did that sound so hauntingly familiar?

She pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. "How could I have forgotten about this?"

Meanwhile, in a café, Victoria perched in a reserved booth, her gaze drifting over the bustling crowd through the panoramic windows.

Irritation flickered in her eyes.

Vivienne!

She really had some nerve!

Twice now!

That wretched woman had stood her up twice!

Calls unanswered, texts ignored, just like she had vanished off the face of the earth. How could Richard have ever approved of such a granddaughter-in-law, bringing shame to the Ellington name?

And Percival!

Birds of a feather indeed. Both just as unreliable as the other!

Victoria gnashed her teeth on the freshly served scones as if she were biting into Vivienne and Percival, those two good-for-nothings. "Let's go find War God! Damn it, I refuse to believe I can't handle the two o you!"

Grimshaw estate-a structure reminiscent of a middle-age castle-Oliver Grimshaw

snatched a cup from the desk and hurled it at Isaac's forehead. "Useless! Can't even handle a simple task,

"Please, forgive me, Patriarch!"

modern era, the Grimshaws clung

a young woman could be so formidable. I suspect she might come

possibly be? Go on, inquire about it. See if there's a family with such a prodigy. Wouldn't those old coots be parading

the Grimshaws, as one of the five major families,

a talent? And if

Down you go to receive your punishment. I'll give you one more chance. Whatever it takes, that bio-weapon

"If fate has placed this opportunity before us,

...

later, Victoria was still fuming

of my mother who once aided you, could you please convey a message to the Ellingtons? Vivienne and Percival have gone too far! They're

both shrewd; you've had past issues with them. It's no wonder they don't trust you." "They could just

then went back on their word. It's

his opinion of Vivienne

definitely capable of

vent. "Richard's gone senile; I just

Arthur's gaze darkened momentarily.

a little too

chosen her to lead the

deal with the Abernathys was the most I could

Grimshaws want with that weapon, I can't intervene. You want Vivienne's trust? That's on you. I'll expedite the search for

were masters of

and concealed her as

her true heritage, Victoria had been searching for her

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