**Mrs Backwood’s POV**
The house was quiet.
Not the peaceful kind, the disciplined kind. The kind that came from money, power, and people who knew better than to make unnecessary noise.
No one raised their voice or knocked twice in my house.
By the time I picked up my tablet, the news was already all over the internet, not that I cared to see it, but because people often assumed I needed to respond to chaos.
I did not.
Chaos belonged to people who lacked control.
I did not react.
No tightening in my chest. No anger. No panic.
Why would I panic?
I had dealt with scandals far louder. I had ended so many careers with a single phone call.
This was just noise. Temporary and predictable. Easy to handle.
Lucian’s face appeared on the screen first. Then the girl beside him.
I looked a
