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!"

within the Grimshaw estate-a structure reminiscent of a middle-age castle-Oliver Grimshaw sat at Asher's

it at Isaac's forehead. "Useless! Can't even handle a simple task, and now the young

"Please, forgive me, Patriarch!"

modern era, the Grimshaws clung

his knees, forehead pressed to the ground. "We underestimated the situation. We never anticipated a young woman could be so formidable. I suspect she might come from

could a twenty-something-year-old possibly be? Go on, inquire about it. See if there's a family with such a prodigy. Wouldn't those old coots be parading her around like a trophy by

Grimshaws, as one of the five

possibly boast to have such a talent? And if they did, he'd have

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

fate has placed this opportunity before us, then it's destined to

...

the café in Rivenwood a day later, Victoria

aided you, could you please convey a message to the Ellingtons? Vivienne and Percival

"You're too impulsive. Vivienne and Percival are both shrewd; you've had past issues with them. It's no wonder they don't trust you." "They could just reject

bristled. "But they agreed, then went back on

expression remained neutral, though his opinion

was definitely capable of such

vent. "Richard's gone senile; I just don't get

Arthur's gaze darkened momentarily.

was indeed a little too

her

and helping you covertly deal with the Abernathys was the most

what the Grimshaws want with that weapon, I can't intervene. You want Vivienne's trust? That's on you. I'll expedite the search for your mother; you're running out of

were masters

deceived Percival's aunt and concealed her as a comatose

had been searching for her

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