Kylie’s POV.
Hearing the news of Graham and Flora's divorce from Logan had given me a sense of satisfaction. But it wasn't enough. I wasn't done until Flora was completely broken. There was still so much more to do. As my car headed to the office, I saw Flora walking alone, looking like she was barely holding it together. Her clothes were tattered, her face pale and drawn, a far cry from the confident woman she used to be.
"Stop the car," I commanded the driver, my eyes never leaving Flora's pitiful figure. "Wait here."
Stepping out, I approached her cautiously, keeping a safe distance to observe her unnoticed. She was muttering angrily to herself, her voice a mixture of despair and venom. "Anne… that bitch. She's the reason for all this. She should burn in hell. It's all her fault. I hope she rots."