Now, she no longer holds any illusions about this so-called "mother," not like when she was a child.
No matter how gentle the smile, or how deeply the words are spoken.
Vivian can't even be bothered to fake a hint of respect or affection anymore.
But Lynn Shea doesn't care at all about her attitude, plopping herself down on the sofa with no hesitation.
"Didn't I already say? I just missed you, wanted to see you, chat for a bit. Didn't you always love when I kept you company and chatted back then?"
She paused, her eyes flickering, testing the waters: "You... and Tristan, are you together? I see you living together now, and he treats you nothing like just a regular friend."
Vivian immediately saw through her scheme.
It was nothing more than seeing Tristan's extraordinary status, then instantly scheming about benefits and connections.
She gave a cold laugh, lips curving into a trace of mockery.
