Alyssa raised an eyebrow, her mind racing to catch up with the conversation.

For five years, despite the swirling rumors about Winston's origins, one thing was undeniable: his standing within the Wright family was unshakably higher than theirs.

Hunter truly treated him like his favorite grandson, showering him with affection.

Robbie had tried digging into Winston's true background, to no avail.

And with Hunter's doting, if he ever found out about the rivalry between Robbie and Colin Wright, it wasn't far-fetched to think he might groom Winston as the Wright family's heir.

That would mean all of Robbie's painstaking efforts over the years would simply pave the way for someone else.

Realizing this, Alyssa bluntly asked, "You want me to get rid of him."

Only with Winston out of the picture could anyone truly threaten Robbie's influence in the family.

Robbie shook his head lightly, "No need for you to dirty your hands. He's fond of the Linklaters, right? Just find an excuse for him to go to them. Should anything 'unfortunate' happen en route, we're not involved."

Alyssa got the message.

Winston was always talking about Sasha. If something happened, she could just pin it on Sasha.

Before Robbie left, Alyssa suddenly asked, "And what about Brianna? Same deal?"

Robbie's gaze darkened, "Colin won't keep her around. If he wants a scapegoat, why shouldn't I oblige?"

In the room, Alyssa's eyes were cold and calculating.

As long as they could pin Winston's demise on Sasha...

With Sasha, the Linklater matriarch, accused of murder, Alyssa was keen to see how this 'lovely lady' would manage to maintain her footing within the Linklaters.

The next day.

Vivienne was rudely awakened by a barrage of texts on her phone.

Seeing the first name that popped up, she immediately hit 'mute'.

chat group exploded with over a dozen messages, each more urgent

Perez: "What's going on? Vivienne's getting married, and I'm the last to know?

"A wedding? You've got to

just saw the news.

he keep this

Vivienne wouldn't keep this from us, and neither would our

you guys sure you're not misunderstanding

a very ominous voice message popped

"Leopold, show yourself!"

in work, shuddered at

wasn't me. I only found out last night, and I

again, "We got the news yesterday noon, and you're telling us you,

it wasn't you by Vivienne's side, then who

scot-free. If we miss Vivienne's wedding, I swear I'll show up at

lose it when he noticed Percival

didn't breathe a word. They must've found out some other

a chilling

the one who

Leopold, "..."

were right; this

"Can't we just be normal

disinterestedly, "Oh, there's a house that needs

up, "Being a ghost isn't even this exhausting! I've been at it

likes things fresh. There are two estates in the suburbs that

Leopold, "..."

human or

might as well be a

it better

thoughts, merely warned, "Remember, you owe

Leopold, "Utterly shameless!"

Meanwhile, at the Linklaters'.

phone, ignoring all but the last one from Dorian, half

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