News of Vivian fleeing to her parents' place in tears spread across Caoport City in hours, shattering her perfect marriage reputation overnight.
Tabloids replayed the incident on loop, fueling endless gossip.
Rebecca laughed heartily as she watched the drama unfold, then turned to me with clear purpose. "Your room is right next to Marcus's. You two grew close during his recovery. I'm sure you won't mind, will you?"
Her implication was obvious.
If Vivian could not bear an heir for the Sterlings, I would take her place.
I bowed my head obediently. "Of course not."
But even with my approval, it didn't mean Marcus would want the same.
Housekeeper Miranda Lewis escorted me upstairs, eager to curry favor now that Vivian's position was shaken.
She chattered about Marcus's past, telling me Vivian was the only woman he had ever loved and spoiled.
We stopped outside Marcus's bedroom.
I pushed the door open slightly, seeing him fast asleep.
His injury made him rest early, a habit I had grown familiar with during my month of caring for him in Areano City.
After closing the door, Miranda continued gossiping, her tone full of disdain. "Mrs. Sterling is terribly spoiled and cruel. Nothing like your gentle nature, miss."
I feigned surprise. "Cruel? She seems little more than a spoiled child."
Miranda clicked her tongue, leaning in to whisper the dark secret no one dared to spread publicly. "You have no idea what she's capable of. A while back, a party server tried to seduce Mr. Sterling. Mrs. Sterling had her kidn*pped and locked in a sealed basement chamber.
"The place was crawling with rats and bugs. She left that poor girl down there with no proper food or water, forced to survive amid filth and vermin. It drove her completely insane."
My gaze fell slowly, masking every flicker of cold hatred in my eyes.
My tone remained soft and calm. "How terrible. That's truly unforgivably cruel."