Relishing the Chaos

Sylvia's POV.

The news hit my ears like a song I’d been waiting to hear. Don and Vivienne, on the verge of crumbling. A picture had done the job, just as it had been intended. The whispers came swiftly, circulating among those who thrived on drama like it was their lifeblood. I knew who had orchestrated this, and the bitter laugh that escaped my lips was one of satisfaction and disgust.

Madam Cord