VIVIAN POV
“You can’t pull that trigger can you?” Martha asked, her eyes locked on mine.
I smirked, a sense of malice creeping into my voice. "I can as well start with your chosen daughter-in-law," I said, the words dripping with venom.
As I spoke, I raised the gun, pointing it directly at Mira. Her eyes widened in terror, and she took a step back, her hands rubbing her big stomach “Are you crazy? Kian stop her” she yelled.
Martha’s face went white, her eyes fixed on the gun in horror. "No, Vivian dont," she whispered, her voice trembling. "She is pregnant."
I laughed, "Why not?" I sneered. "She's just a pawn in your games too, isn't she? A means to an end. I am going to give the rules in this mansion, you might as well get out now if you wont accept” I said my eyes locked on Martha’s
