Vivienne shot Arthur a look, pretending not to hear his objection, her long legs crossed as she sat on the sofa.

She then clicked on the third trending topic on Twitter, curious to see how Alyssa had dug her own grave this time.

Opening the tweet, there was an audio clip that played for both Sasha and Arthur to hear.

"What's going on with you and Scott? Have you been with him?"

"What does it matter to you if I've been with Scott? What right do you have to ask?"

"I'm not interested in your personal life. I've been waiting for Arthur for years..."

"Why drag my brother into our issues?"

"We're family. Why can't your brother pay for your mistakes?"

Sasha frowned, murmuring, "I never said any of that. She's clearly manipulated my voice."

Arthur, angered, added, "Sasha would never say such things. This is obviously doctored!"

Vivienne looked at the online file, the audio continuing to play, and raised a question, "When she entered, would the guards have checked her? Could she bring something that even the Linklaters couldn't detect?"

Arthur, catching on to Vivienne's implication, his gaze sharpening, said sternly, "Someone get those two guards in here now!"

It was either the guards were bribed by Alyssa to let her sneak in the recording device, or Alyssa had something so sophisticated that even the Linklaters' latest detectors couldn't pick it up, though the latter seemed highly unlikely.

emanating from Arthur, like

played the recording from Vivienne's phone out loud

one guard's legs trembled as he stammered, "Mr. Linklater, I swear I followed protocol and thoroughly scanned Ms. Wright with the detector! Knowing her history with

her bring any electronic devices in!" Arthur, with years of combat experience, could

up

entrance of the Linklaters' estate, Alyssa and Winston being

go. It's not their

Vivienne chuckled coldly, "Seems like there's a third possibility." All three understood that someone was eager to stir up

around all morning. Let's go have breakfast; dad should be

between mother and daughter in that

eyes, followed by a

who was always abroad due to his diplomatic duties. Yorick, at the head of the table, served

eyes,

you been crying? It's my first time seeing you cry,"

been trained by him, wasn't known for

her head, feigning strength amidst her vulnerability, "Dad, I'm fine. Just getting older, losing some of my former resilience." Dracon looked on in disbelief; his sister-in-law was known for her fierceness, adept in both intellect and combat, even more intimidating

on the table, fumed "Sasha and I are getting married tomorrow, and someone releases a recording slandering her integrity, accusic of mistreating Alyssa and extending her wrath

recording's content! Sasha was so wronged she couldn't

this, Yorick instructed the butler to bring him the

comments under the tweet, Yorick's initially stern face

this is beyond. Disloyal,

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