The skies of Rosario were overcast as the black car carrying Vivienne stopped in front of the large gates of the Ortega family mansion.
The car door opened slowly, and Vivienne stepped out with her head held high. Even though she had been kicked out of the Nacht family, her pride remained high.
“I’m still Vivienne Nacht,” she said. “I won’t let them look down on me.”
But as she walked through the gates and into the mansion grounds, her confidence began to waver.
The servants who were working turned to her. Some whispered to each other, while others stared at her coldly, as if her presence was unwelcome.
Vivienne tried to push away her unease.
“I’m better than all of them,” she thought to herself. “I just need to show that I’m still superior.”
As she stepped into the mansion, the atm
