Chapter 196

"Wait, who did you just say came back?" Margaret Lane had just stepped through the door when the maid’s words caught her off guard. "Ma’am, it’s Miss Grant, she’s back," the maid clarified quickly. Margaret’s expression darkened immediately. Vivian? What the hell was that girl doing back? Wasn’t she supposed to be living the high life now that she’d climbed her way into Alexander’s bed? Thought she’d never set foot in the Grant house again. Margaret had always seen herself as someone born for comfort, proud and above all this mess. She never planned to wring anything out of Vivian, especially now that her own daughter Daphne was the heiress of the Knight family. A future of wealth and status was practically guaranteed. To her, Vivian—a girl who "slept" her way up—never counted for anything. Even more so… Margaret had a secret, one so big it made facing Vivian the last thing she wanted to do. But now that Vivian was standing right here, she couldn’t let a single crack show. So, Margaret