drove her own car, the sleek black sedan a familiar comfort. In her rearview

One notification after another lit the screen. Blurred airport footage. A flashing headli

rd the Walters estate, she knew

son, the family's butler for over thirty years, greeted her

taking her coat. "They are

amille like a disposable ornament. Eleanor took her to charity luncheons, Art

like a daughter than a wife. Tonight, that

ood-paneled room. It felt li

rthur, stood by the fireplace, his posture rigid. His older brother, Robert

rushed forward and took both of Camille's h

e thick with genuine distress. "You

ed Camille's frozen heart

ging a red-eyed April behind him. Thompson stepped

carrying the cold weight of absolute aut

te. She looked at Fra

muttered something to April and told her to wait in the small sitting room of

nside before Eleanor's ha

was sharp,

napping to the side. A bright re

e trembled with rage. "You have drag

ief and fury. "Mother! How could you? Didn't you se

ice dripping with sarcasm. Ivy had always adored Camille. "Could it

blazing with accusation. "This was you! You

silently placed in her hands. Her gaze was steady, cl

an epiphany. I spent years thinking that my patience and my loyalty would earn you

sed. The simple, elegant act was a stark contrast to his unravelin

this? I'll see you in court, Camille!

len

he marble floor with the tip of his cane. The sh

to the spot. "Every word you spe

on softening almost imperceptibly. "Cam

with a soft click. She looked past Frank

," she said, her voice u

gain, was cold enough to frost the room. "Then you shall have it. You wil

he sounded almost bored when he addressed his younger brother. "The prenuptial agreement is very clear on

he room, at the hostile faces of his own family. His mo

s cheek was beginning to darken, April's muffled sobs drifted in from the h

hed him in silence, waiting for him to understand the terms of his defeat. Across the roo