Chapter 4

After watching that ridiculously dramatic middle-aged soap opera, I shivered and rubbed my arms, then shot a sideways glance at Victoria.

Her head hung low, her gaze hollow. She looked more defeated than ever.

I hurried over and whispered, "Victoria, are you really going to put up with this? If I were you, I'd march right up there and confront her head-on.

"Olivia is definitely not someone to mess with. She's not going to back down. We can't let that scheming woman get what she wants."

I expected Victoria to get fired up and ready to fight, but she just…