Elena’s POV
The woman didn’t announce herself. She swept into the room like she owned it, her perfume trailing before her, and went straight to Matthew. Without hesitation, she kissed his cheek, then moved on to Roxie and did the same.
The room turned heavy with silence.
I sneaked a glance at Mrs. Blake. Her lips pressed into a thin line and her narrowed eyes aimed at the intruder. From the looks of it, I didn’t need to be told she was Matthew’s mother.
So if Andrew's mother was the real wife to Mr. Blake, then who was Matthew's mother? Was she the mistress?
No one knew that Andrew and Matthew weren't from the same mother. This was really hot gossip if the news ever spilled out to the media.
Finally, her attention shifted to Andrew, who was still standing stiff by his chair, glarin
