REBORN My Second Life I Became The Villianess (Nyxara) novel Chapter 101

The next morning, I woke up a bit later than usual. It was Sunday afterall, sunlight was filtering through the curtains, and before I could even fully stretch and wake my body up, my phone started ringing on the nightstand. I grabbed it, blinking at the screen, and saw my dad's name flashing.

I tapped the screen and brought it to my ear. "Hello? Morning, Dad."

Carlton's voice came through on the other end, sounding a bit puzzled. "Morning, sweetheart. Listen, Caroline and Nysa are being really weird." he said quietly, almost as if he was hiding and talking. I sat straight up in bed, instantly wide awake. "What do you mean, weird?" I asked cautiously.

"They're just... quiet," he said, lowering his voice. "Yesterday when I left, Nysa was screaming and breaking stuff, and Caroline was crying non-stop. But now? They're completely silent. They're just sitting down, eating breakfast, and talking about some dinner tonight and their dresses." he said.

I couldn't help it, a little giggle slipped past my lips. "Yeah, I bet they are."

"What's going on?" he asked, suspicious.

I leaned back against the headboard and explained everything that went down yesterday. He let out a low hum. "Right. That's fine." he said.

"There's going to be a family dinner tonight," I told him, getting to the real reason for the call. "I want to see if Nysa recognizes Pedro when he gets here."

"Okay," Dad replied, sounding nervous about how the whole thing would play out.

"Dad, listen to me," I said, keeping my voice firm and reassuring. "Pedro and the members of the Valteri family don't have any resentment or grudges against you. You shouldn't be worried or scared. Plus, my uncle Pascal is going to be there too. Everyone knows who the real enemy is."

On the other end of the line, I heard the heavy, shaky sigh of relief he let out. The tension practically melted out of his voice.

"Okay," Dad said, sounding much steadier. "Then we'll go with the flow."

There was a brief pause before he spoke again, his tone turning hard and cold. "By the way, I'm going to divorce Caroline. I've been doing some digging on the family's financial records lately, and I've finally come to realize just how much money Caroline and Nysa have wasted over the years. Caroline is completely useless, all she and Nysa know how to do is spend, and nothing else. Tomorrow, I'm going to break the news to them that I’m cutting them off."

I took a slow breath, feeling a sharp spike of satisfaction. "That's okay with me, Dad. Do it." I said. We talked for a little bit longer, hashing out a few more details about the evening, and then we ended the call.

I tossed my phone aside, got up, and took a shower to wash the sleep off. Once I was dressed, I headed down the stairs to the dining room for breakfast. Everyone was already walking in and taking their seats at the table. After we finished eating, we all moved into the living room, settling onto the couches to finalize the last-minute planning for tonight's dinner.

The day flew by fast, with everyone moving around the house and getting things prepped for the big dinner. By five that afternoon, everything was set. The tables were arranged, the staff had their instructions down, and the mood in the house felt quiet and ready for whatever was about to happen. At eight on the dot, Nysa, Caroline, and Carlton walked through the front doors.

Vincenzo and Grandfather stepped forward to greet Carlton, while Elena welcomed Caroline with a polite, neutral smile. Nysa walked in right behind them, holding her chin high and looking every bit like the untouchable woman she always portrayed herself to be, acting as if nothing at all had happened to her over the last few weeks.

Everyone drifted out of the foyer and shifted into the large living room to chat while the final touches on dinner were being handled in the kitchen.

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