Useless Vivian.
A stupid antagonist with the survival instincts of a cockroach and the tears of a professional actress. I swear, if karma was real, she’d choke on a d**k or slip in the bathroom and snap that lying neck of hers.
But no. She gets away with everything.
Not for long.
“This isn’t over yet!” I hissed, storming away from the dining table. Chairs scraped, Damian called after me, but I didn’t stop.
“You—” I pointed a finger at the matriarch before leaving, “blind bats like you deserve the people you trust.”
“Arianna!” Damian’s voice followed, but I was already halfway up the stairs.
“Is that how rude your wife is? No respect for the elders?” I heard his mother shriek behind me.
Oh, great. Maybe the next surprise character is Damian’s father himself, why not bring out the en
