Vivian's POV
The next morning, I was sitting at the edge of the bed and sipping a cup of coffee when my phone lit up with a call from my mother. Letting out a heavy sigh, I answered the call and put it on speaker.
"Good morning, Mother."
"Good morning? There is absolutely nothing good about this morning, Vivian!" Nora's sharp voice exploded. "Do you have any idea what your uncle Winston just told me? You are supposed to be stabilizing your position, not acting off your emotions! How can you be so childish?"
"Mother—"
"Oh, shut up!" she snapped, cutting me off coldly. "Why are you so rebellious? Why are you so worked up about Caleb that you would act so recklessly and make the hotel lose orders?"
I closed my eyes and leaned back while trying not to react to her harsh wor
