VIVIAN POV
"Just lie low, will you?" I said, trying to reason with her.
She smirked, her eyes glinting with defiance. "Why should I?" she asked, her voice dripping with arrogance.
"Kian is your son, isn't he?" I asked, trying to get to the root of the issue.
She turned her gaze off me, refusing to give me a response. But I knew I had hit a nerve.
"Your son should be the one to be successful if you had to choose between who should be," I said, trying to make her see sense. "Stop being in competition with your son."
She turned back to me, her eyes flashing with anger. "You don't get to lecture me," she said, her voice firm.
"I'm not lecturing you," I said, trying to calm her down. "I'm just trying to make you see reason. You're his mother, for crying out loud. You should be supporting
