Vivian Linton's muttering paused.
She had started feigning madness in her second month here.
If she didn't pretend to be insane, the abuse she suffered would have been far worse.
So, to outsiders, she was now a deranged lunatic.
Vivian Linton's back was to the man, but even without turning, she recognized his voice.
It was Brandon Sterling.
She couldn't fathom Brandon Sterling's intentions and didn't dare reveal that her madness was an act. She kept her head down and continued talking to herself.
"Don't be scared, don't be scared, Tristan will come for me... You bitches, how dare you treat me like this? Tristan is my husband, he won't let you get away with this..."
"Vivian Linton, you can drop the act. I know you're not insane."
A sinister smile touched Brandon Sterling's lips as he exposed Vivian Linton's feigned insanity.
Vivian Linton's hands secretly clenched into fists.
She whipped her head around and glared viciously at Brandon Sterling. "What did you just say?"
