Chapter 146

Victoria’s voice caught in her throat, but she masked it with the practiced poise of a woman who’d spent decades managing boardrooms, headlines, and royal expectations. Still, the emotion in her eyes was unmistakable. Not many people could read Victoria Langston but Cassandra had been watching her since she was seven. Back then, Cassandra used to trail after her mother, Melanie, as she walked the marbled halls of Langston Holdings' executive tower back when Victoria was still just the CEO’s wife, not the powerhouse she had become. They would sit in that corner lounge, sip jasmine tea, and talk about everything women weren’t supposed to say aloud in rooms ruled by men.