"Mind Your Tongue, Ivy"

The morning sun streamed through the grand dining room windows, casting a golden hue over the long mahogany table where breakfast was already being served. The scent of freshly brewed coffee, buttered toast, and eggs filled the air, but the atmosphere was anything but warm.

Seated at the head of the table, Stephanie gracefully sipped her tea while her children, Ivy and Damien, quietly enjoyed their meal. Well, mostly quietly—because Ivy's eyes twinkled with mischief.

Then came the sound of heels clicking against the marble floor.

Olivia.

Olivia had spent the entire night seething in rage after reading Tea Time's article only to discover the bitter betrayal from Owen. She had almost cried her eyes out after discovering the ugly truth about the remarriage and the pregnancy.