Victoria answered the phone.
The moment she picked up, Gwh''s voice cracked with sobs.
"Mummy, please don''t divorce Daddy. I don''t want Violet to be my mother. Pleasee home."
Victoria listened to her daughter''s crying, but her heart remained numb and unmoved.
"Gwyn, you''re almost a big girl now. Even though Daddy and I aren''t together anymore, we both love you just the same."
Her pregnancy had left Victoria exhausted, her belly growing heavier by the day. She barely had the energy to exin things to Gwh, and honestly, she didn''t see the point. After all, she and McNeil had been separated for months-Gwh hadn''t called until now, probably just struggling to ept the change in the moment, not truly bothered about the divorce itself.
Besides, Gwh was still so young. Soon, something new would catch her attention and she''d forget all about this.
"I don''t want that, Mummy. Pleasee back, I don''t want this."
No matter how Gwh wailed, Victoria felt nothing but emptiness.
"Gwyn, I have something to take care of. We''ll talkter, okay?"
Without waiting for another word, she hung up. Worried that McNeil would call to lecture her next, she put her phone on silent to avoid his calls altogether.
Back at McNeil''s office, Gwh sat quietly, her tears spent, a sullen look on her face.
McNeil reached out, wanting tofort her with a gentle touch, but his hand faltered mid-air.
"Daddy, is it because Mummy has someone else now? Is that why she won''te home? Does she not want me anymore? She has another baby now, right?"
Pain twisted in McNeil''s chest. But he couldn''t find a single word to reassure her.
At the McNeil estate, after Violet left, Xenia was so furious her whole body trembled.
Violet wasn''t wrong about one thing-Xenia had served the Langford family faithfully for years, and because of that, everyone in the household treated her with respect.
She''d watched McNeil grow up, cared for him through every stage, and he''d never once been anything but polite. Even Mrs. Langford, after all these years, had always shown her courtesy.
But today-today was a humiliation like no other. Violet had called her a dog. Even the old master had never spoken to her like that.
Unable to reach Victoria, Xenia tried calling the Turner family instead. Thankfully, Haley answered.
"Haley, can you get in touch with Mrs. Langford? That woman-Mr. Langford''s new girlfriend-came to the house today and took the wedding dress Mrs. Langford designed herself. If you can reach her, please let her know. Mrs. Langford loved that dress, and that shameless woman just snatched it away."
Xenia knew about the divorce; Victoria had taken half of McNeil''s estate in the settlement. But Violet had shown up more than once to throw her weight around. From what Xenia had overheard, Victoria must be a force to be reckoned with. This time, Xenia was determined to let everyone know what had happened.
Mr. Langford was clearly out of his mind, letting himself be manipted by that woman, who seemed intent on taking everything—even Mrs. Langford''s wedding dress.
Was she nning to wear another woman''s gown to marry Mr. Langford? How could anyone not be unsettled by that?
Honestly, Xenia hoped they''d get married and divorced all on the same day.
Haley was speechless. She hadn''t wanted to get involved, but she''d seen how much Victoria cared about that dress. After hearing Nanny Amelia''s ount, she was livid.
Knowing Victoria was pregnant, Haley decided not to call her directly. Instead, she rang Yasmine.
Yasmine barely listened to the end of the story before seeing red.
"She took Ms. Turner''s wedding dress again?"
This was the second time. Why did this woman always want what belonged to others?
Without hesitation, Yasmine dialed another number.
After she hung up, her gaze grew cold and dangerous.
A wedding. A wedding dress...
Did they really think Ms. Turner was some helpless little kitten? They were about
to find out just how wrong they were.