“Mme… you knew?” My voice trembled, raw with disgust. “You knew she was in my room? Wearing my clothes?”
“Oh, drop the victim act!” Tessa snapped. “Victoria is an important business consultant helping Julian with a crucial corporate deal. She was exhausted and needed a comfortable place to rest. Stop making a scene and embarrassing your husband in front of guests.”
Julian stepped beside his mother, brushing his cuffs with an air of complete arrogance. “Mom’s right, Clara. You’re emotional and wildly hormonal right now. Go take Cora to the guest room down the hall and sleep it off. Don’t ruin this afternoon for everyone.”
Victoria took a slow sip of her champagne, smirking right at me from inside my silk robe.
They genuinely believed I was helpless. They thought a woman who had just given birth five days ago would simply cry, bow her head, and obey.
