In a dimly lit private room of an upscale restaurant, three figures sat around a polished mahogany table. The air was thick with tension and the scent of expensive perfume. Vivian Kasper, a far cry from the caring stepmother she portrayed in public, exuded an aura of fierce elegance. Her sleek black dress hugged her figure, and her perfectly coiffed hair framed a face set with determination. Gone was the gentle demeanor; in its place sat a woman of vicious ambition, her eyes sharp and calculating.
Across from her sat Laura Chen, fidgeting nervously with her napkin. Beside Laura was Mike Donnelly, his arm draped possessively over the back of her chair.
"Can you please get your hand off my back?" Laura was the first to break the silence as she threw Mike a disgusted glare. "And please refr
