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The maids at the Vance manor stood trembling, their heads bowed. "It was... it was the Matriarch's command," one whispered, unable to meet Liam Vance’s burning gaze.

Liam’s face darkened, his jaw tightening until the bone nearly snapped. He turned to storm back into the house, ready to confront Victoria Vance for her heartless cruelty, but a small, frantic tug on his lapel stopped him