Lilian Best stood in front of her vanity mirror, carefully removing the diamond earrings from her lobes. The evening had not gone as she had hoped. Despite all her efforts at dinner, Andrew remained as frustratingly indifferent as ever. Worse, Amelia had sat there, silent yet present, like a shadow that refused to fade.
Lilian had always known what was best for her son, even when he failed to see it himself. Amelia was not the right match for him—she would never be. And yet, for reasons she couldn't comprehend, Andrew had let her linger far too long.
She sighed, placing her jewelry into its case before reaching for her phone. It was time to take matters into her own hands.
Scrolling through her contacts, she found the name she needed and pressed the call button. The phone rang twi
