In Victoria's backyard.

The room was a spacious forty square meters, with two king-sized beds laid out like in a hotel double room.

Victoria and Harrison each claimed a bed, with a couple of nightstands separating them, a casual gap that nonetheless felt like a chasm.

The room was brightly lit, and as Victoria scrolled through her phone, she suddenly sat up and turned to Harrison. "Why did you help me today?"

Harrison's fingers paused on the page he was flipping, and he looked up with a bemused expression. "You're my wife, aren't you? Who else am I supposed to help, Sophie?

Let's face it, I'm your husband, at least on paper. Our interests are aligned, and besides, we're in this business deal together, right?"

The man gave a small, secretive smile, the lamplight casting twinkling stars in his eyes.

You had to admit, Harrison had a certain charm about him.

No wonder Kaitlyn was completely taken in by him back when he was just a twenty-something.

Victoria would have been defenseless too..

Lost in thought, her gaze still wary as she eyed Harrison, she quipped, "Playing the doting husband now, are we?"

"Well, now that you've seen behind the mask, what's the point in keeping it up?" Harrison's eyes returned to his book without lifting his head.

again. "By the way, about Richard Ellington, I've made contact. Tomorrow, you'll

leapt from the bed, her eyes wide with shock. "Hold on, you-why? How did you even get close to the Ellingtons? Does Richard know who you are? Did he

with amusement. "I'm not some Gavin. Why would Richard want to throw me out? I took a strand

was low and emotionless. "He's over the moon to know

could hardly believe it. She had barely been back to the Abernathy estate these past few

is. As long as you're Holly's

me down, okay? The lawsuit, my reputation, it's all in your hands now. You wouldn't want a husband who is smeared online as a homewrecker, a white lotus, now would you?" Victoria frowned and shot him a glance, suspecting

At the Ellington Estate.

Percival while still on her

patriarch wanted them home for dinner caught her off-guard, but

checked on Tyler's injuries and made a quick

already waiting

just Percival; nearly everyone who could make it

"Vivienne!"

legs, pushing past Percival by more than a

the approaching Percival. "Vivienne's been busy, Isolde.

cheeks. "I do not!

what you do," Percival teased, making her sound like a little

settle down before turning serious. "Stop your bickering. I've called you here for a reason. Holly's daughter came to see me today, and I want Percival and Vivienne to accompany me to meet her tomorrow. There's going to be a dinner

now."

if to avoid any dissent from Vivienne and the others. By the time they regained their composure and thought to inquire further, Richard had

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