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In the Blackwood Mansion

Author: Moonbunnie
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Serena Blackwood sat in her extravagant study, her manicured nails tapping an agitated rhythm on the polished chestnut desk. The confrontation with her son and his new “wife” replayed in her mind, fueling her anger.

“Madame,” her personal assistant, Vivian, entered the room. “Your tea is ready.”

Serena waved her hand dismissively. “I don’t want tea. I want solutions. Have you gathered the information I requested?”

Vivian nodded, placing a thick folder on the desk. “Yes, Madame. Everything we could find on Elara Hart... or should I say, Elara Blackwood?”

Serena’s lips curled in disgust at the name. She opened the folder, her eyes scanning the contents rapidly. “She comes from a poor background and has a history with Daniel Regars, worked her way through college, was accused of unethical practices, and recently lost her job at Marshall & Hewitt. How convenient.”

She looked up at Vivian. “This girl is nothing but a gold digger. She’s ensnared my son with her sob story and fake innocence.
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