Chapter 417

Calvert got up to answer the door, while Vespera remained at the dining table, finishing her meal. She was convinced it had to be Nancy at the door. As footsteps approached, she continued eating at an unhurried pace, mentally preparing a lashing for Nancy. The mere memory of falling for Nancy's manipulative stunt made her stomach churn. All the pent-up frustration felt like the aftermath of a drunken night. It was nothing but a foggy mess of regret and embarrassment. The footsteps drew closer, but the people who entered were a couple. The man had blond hair and ice-blue eyes with exquisite features and pale skin that made him look sick. He radiated a moody demeanor. Meanwhile, the woman beside him had long chestnut hair and prominent features. She stood nearly six feet tall. She had the presence of a runway model. Their outfits were fashionable as well. The couple was looking at Vespera, studying her with an intense gaze. It was as if she were a sculpture on display, being silently