Grace proudly picked up the phone on the desk and called Victoria.
Victoria and Betty were meeting up at the teahouse and talking about the recent things, when she saw the number on the phone, her heart immediately tightened. It was her father's office number.
But very quickly, her expression became cold. Her father was no longer around and the one sitting in that seat was Grace.
"Hello!" She picked it up coldly.
"Victoria, when are you going back to the Marquez's residence to pack your things? You need to know that that is no longer your home. You are allowed to come here within three days to clean up, otherwise, I will immediately get a servant to throw out all your things."
"Grace, don't be too complacent," Victoria gritted her teeth and cursed.
"So what if I'm complacent? What ca
