Holiday Hockey Tale The Icebreaker's Impasse (By Ivory Row) novel Chapter 55

Easton

“What the f**k!?” I yell, not caring about little ears.

“Oh Easton, it’s good to see you too. I thought I’d come see my grandson. Let him meet his Vivi.” She smiles at me with what she always called her charming, dazzling actress smile.

“Save your fake ass smile for someone who might succumb to it.” I warn her with a growl.

Baker takes in the situation and immediately pulls Cole from my arms. He shields him with his body and hurries from the room.

“Wait, Cole! Cole, I’m your grandmother.”

“You f*****g b***h!” Dad doesn’t mince words. “How dare you break into my house and try to talk to my grandson!”

She waves her hand, rolling her eyes. She always did think she could get away with anything.

“Please Jason. I didn’t break in. I know where the key is hidden.”

“Still breaking and entering. Becker, call the police.”

“With pleasure.” He grounds out with hatred.

“Vivienne!” My mother calls out loudly as she steps inside. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to see Cole since you obviously are not going to force Easton to let me see him.” She says airily, and I really want to slap her.

“Have you been encouraging this Imogen?!” Dad spits out furiously.

“I told her that Easton didn’t want Cole to see her right now.” She says diffidently.

“Get the f**k out of my house! And don’t ever return.” Dad hurls his words at Vivienne before turning to my mother. “And you. Either you cut her out of your life and go to counseling with me or I’m filing for separation with the end goal of divorce!”

Mother takes a physical step back. She’s astounded you can see. But she recovers, firing back angrily. “Why do you care so much? Worried I’ll take your precious fortune?”

“You think I care about that? We are married, Imogen. We have kids. We took vows. We were in love once.”

“Love….ha! You showed me how much that great love you promised me meant. Those vows meant nothing to you!” She screams at him.

“What the hell are you talking about Imogen?” Dad’s eyes are blazing and his rage rolls off him in waves.

“You’ve been cheating on me for years! Taking care of your little mistress. Just like your father. Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” She sneers as her whole body trembles with her own rage. “If Vivienne hadn’t shown me the pictures, I would have continued on in my happy, ignorant bliss. Which was what you were hoping for.”

“The f**k are you talking about?! I’ve never cheated on you.” He fires back. “After what my f******g father put my mother through, I would never! And you believe something she told you?”

He jabs his finger in Vivienne’s direction.

“She showed me the pictures. You walking into a hotel with your little mistress. Every week you met her. I followed you for months. At first, I defended you. But then I couldn’t‘ do it any longer.” A few angry tears streak down her face. My feet are rooted to the spot and I can tell we are all in the same spellbound boat. Becker did call the police. “Black hair, light blue eyes at the Haraway Hotel. Her name is Katie.”

Dad’s mouth drops open. “You….that’s my half sister. She found me like twelve years ago and told me she was one of Dad’s extras. You never believed Luke was the only one, did you?

You’re dumber than I thought if you did. The man couldn’t keep his pants zipped around any female he thought was pretty. Especially when he built in a trust fund to his will that would cover any ‘heirs‘ who came forward. I told you about that. Hell I told you about her. I invited you to join me and meet her once I had her paternity established. And yes I met her weekly.

She wanted to know about him and me. She worked at the f*****g hotel and we’d have lunch once a week. She never wanted to be known as a Reed though. And I paid her the money Dad left for her. Not for her silence because we were having an affair.” He shakes his head utterly defeated after that.

Mother’s eyes dart back and forth as she stares at the ground. “Let me ask you something Imogen.” Dad sneers at her and you can tell he’s both angry and hurt. “Did Vivienne bring this to you after that big huge New Year’s Eve bash we threw? The one where someone shot firecrackers in the house.”

We all glance at Becker for a second who rolls his eyes nodding.

“I….yes that seems right.” Mother has to think about it.

Dad whirls on Vivienne. “You f*****g snake. I knew I never should have hidden it from her. You are nothing more than a jealous, shallow bitch.” She backs up a step to her addled brain’s credit.

He spins back toward Mom. “She was in my office half naked, drunk. Or supposedly drunk now that this all has come to light. I walked in to grab your gift. The one I’d give you every New Year’s Eve at midnight. She propositioned me and I turned her down. Because I loved you. She left after that. I waited to tell you because you’d had a few that night and passed out. The next morning she was here bright and early acting ashamed and apologizing profusely. Guess the no talent harlot has some acting skills after all. Begged me not to ruin your friendship and said it would never happen again. Against my better judgment, I let it go. Felt bad since Lloyd had left only a year before and she’d been struggling.” He pauses and I think that over. Lloyd was Lorelei’s father. He left when she was nine and never looked back. Kind of like her and Cole…..

“You weren’t drunk, were you? You were jealous of what my wife had. A devoted husband and family. She was happy and you were a miserable ratchet toad that had run your husband off with your unfeeling ass. I thought I saw it in your eyes a few times when you’d stare at her. But she thought highly of you and always acted like you were a fantastic supportive friend. I let it go because my wife was happy. Is that it? Jealous of someone else? Lloyd left because you never were happy with anything you had or he did. You couldn’t handle the thought of someone else having what you couldn’t. All because of your sparkling demonality.”

“Vivienne…is that true? You went after my husband?” Mother breathes out raggedly as she struggles to form the words. “Why? I was…I was your friend.”

Vivienne tilts her head with a sinister little smile. “Oh darling, what was the first lesson I taught you about this society? Always remember the person on your right is trying to take what you have. And the person on your left will swap places with them anytime.”

Mother staggers back and a tiny bit of sympathy rises in me. Not enough to make me move though. “You manipulated me. All these years. The other women you showed me.”

“Photoshop works wonders. It was nice having you all to myself. The devoted caring friend. I did enjoy the attention. It was a pity your husband turned me down. True love after all. You thought he’d changed like most men in our world and forgot his loving wife. Your insecurities were easy to play on. The poor girl turned wealthy billionaire’s wife. It wasn’t hard to find your buttons and insecurities.”

Before she can continue, someone rings the doorbell. Kingston steps away and I hear footsteps before they announce themselves. “Police, Mr. Reed. Can we help?”

“Yes this woman, Vivienne Winters stole our spare key and let herself in uninvited. I want her arrested for trespassing and breaking and entering. I’ll provide the camera footage.” His chest is still heaving with the strong emotions he’s experiencing.

“Yes sir. You’ll have to come with us Miss Winters.”

“I will not. You can’t arrest me on his word.” She blusters and then tries a sultry smile on him.

Actually we can. Let’s go.” She doesn’t pitch a fit but glares icily at my father.

“I would have been so much better than her.” She marches out, her head held high.

“Here I thought she’d pitch a grand fit.” Jackson mutters.

“I was going for almost seizure like thrashing.” Becker adds.

Dad lifts his phone to his ear. “Yeah Marty. You might want to get a camera crew to the local precinct. Vivienne Winters will be led in wearing cuffs for trespassing, breaking and entering.

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