The report of Cassandra's visit to Ella had been replaying in Valentina's mind all morning over and over again.
Why? Why was Cassandra suddenly taking an interest in that woman?
Valentina had dated Alexander for years, yet his sister had never gone out of her way to know her. Cassandra had been polite and cordial but never warm towards her. She had kept a professional distance as if Valentina was just another fleeting presence in Alexander's life.
And yet, here she was, going out of her way to meet Ella.
The very thought made Valentina's fist tighten.
'No. That won't do!'
She stood up, smoothed out the fabric of her silk blouse, and reached for her car keys. 'If Cassandra wants to take an interest in Ella, then I would make sure she saw the full picture.' With that thought, she drove to Alexander's house.
Alexander's home is as grand as ever, with a quiet air of superiority that makes it clear that not just anyone is welcome there.