Cold Defiance

The opulent parlor of the Prescott Mansion instantly transformed into a volatile powder keg. Lydia’s face darkened, contorting with an ugly rage that stripped away her usual aristocratic elegance. The mere mention of Valerie—the very woman who had supposedly tried to murder her—being anywhere near her son sent a shockwave of disgust through the room.

Chloe wasted no time. Feigning racking tears,