Chapter 516

The Brooks family estate was buzzing today. Red lanterns and colorful banners were everywhere, with maids hurrying around non-stop. The whole place was packed with guests. Old Mr. Brooks was in high spirits, chatting and laughing with his old friends among the crowd. But standing beside him today weren’t Stephen Brooks or Alexander Brooks—instead, it was Samuel and Matthew Drake. Not that Old Mr. Brooks was being unfair or had a new favorite. It was just that both Stephen and Alexander declined to help greet the guests. They couldn’t bring themselves to stand near the man responsible for Clara Scott’s death. As for Mrs. Brooks, she played the sick card and never even came downstairs. Vivian Grant, holding a glass of red wine, leaned against a tree in the garden, her lips twitching into a half-smile. “Wonder if Vincent Reeves is showing up today?” Word had it he sent his grandma off overseas, then returned home with his crew. So she’d been right all along—Vincent wasn’t going to let Jos