Sunday was supposed to be relaxing and chill. Though they were certain Elliot had caught Damien and Vivienne together, the aftermath wasn't clear.
Aveline didn't worry much. She hadn't intended to burn the Sinclair house down, just cause some trouble. Damien was too smart to be flustered by Elliot Sinclair.
So she lounged next to her mother, getting her nails done after a manicure and a pedicure. Henry and Charles had ditched their work and sat nearby, sipping tea and chatting.
That's when they heard the doorbell. None of them had visitors scheduled.
The butler checked the monitor and returned quickly. "Sir, the Ashford family is here."
Everyone's expression changed. They were truly not in the mood to act and host the Ashford family. Their appearance only made their wounds raw.
