A bad feeling crept up in my heart. I pressed on, "Shouldn't have what?"
Vivian hesitated, her gaze flickering uneasily. "It's… It's because of me… It's because of my actions that your mother… ended up marrying Mr. Hastings Senior…"
As she spoke, she pulled a bank card from her delicate handbag and extended it toward me with both hands. "This… This is just a small token. I hope… I hope you can accept it."
Mr. Hastings Senior? Alex's father, Robert Hastings? My head buzzed. Mom's marriage to Mr. Hastings Senior… had something to do with Vivian?
What the hell was going on?
Instinctively, I took a step back and avoided the card she was offering. I asked in disbelief, "What… What do you mean? What does my mom's marriage to Mr. Hastings Senior have to do with you?"
Vivian's face turned even paler. "I… I…" She struggled for a long time but failed to form a coherent sentence.
In the end, she could only mutter, "It's… It's just an old grudge from the previous generation. I hope you won't pursue it further, Ms. Ashford."
An old grudge? Did she really think a few light words could erase everything?
Fury ignited in my chest, and I was about to demand an explanation when Alex yelled impatiently,
"Enough!"
He grabbed my wrist, his grip so tight it felt like he was about to crush my bones. "Serena, we're leaving."
I yanked my hand away, glaring at him. "Alex, let go of me! I haven't figured out what's going on yet. What gives you the right to stop me from asking?"
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