"Ms. Collins, I’ve heard your career overseas has been flourishing. Now that you’re back, do you have any specific plans?" a young entrepreneur inquired politely.
Viviane’s voice was firm and unyielding as she replied, "Of course. I’m back for both my career and my child."
Her words rang out clearly, carrying across the room, reaching everyone, including Cyril in the corner. His expression darkened further as a surge of jealousy and anger rose within him. His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Noticing Cyril’s gaze drifting toward Viviane, Sofia quietly tightened her grip on his arm. Her voice was soft, almost a whisper, but laced with venom.
"Darling, some people are better left out of sight and out of mind. Why make such a spectacle of themselves, only to become the
