Chapter 109 Twist Of Fate

Amanda’s heart sank as she stood in the shadows of the grand hallway, her back pressed against the cold marble wall. She had been cleaning up the mess left from the previous evening, trying to avoid Vicktor’s presence as much as possible, when the sound of laughter echoed through the mansion. Her stomach tightened at the familiar deep timbre of his voice, followed by the flirtatious giggles of an unfamiliar woman. She peeked around the corner just in time to see him enter the parlor, his hand resting possessively on the waist of a tall, elegant brunette. The woman’s laughter was loud, carefree, and Amanda immediately recognized the way she leaned into Vicktor—it was how she herself used to.