Chapter 19

• The breakfast dining table was filled with tension as everyone gathered, awaiting the morning meal. Roselyn, as usual, arrived last, taking her seat as the servants began serving. With a subtle smile, she requested, "Lylah, could you bring me coffee, please?"
• Lylah's response was laced with forced politeness. "Yes, of course." She headed towards the kitchen, leaving Alexander engrossed in his phone, his silence a stark contrast to the brewing animosity.
• Minutes passed before Lylah returned with Roselyn's coffee. As she approached, Roselyn casually shifted her leg, creating a barrier. Lylah, unaware, took another step forward, and her feet tangled with Roselyn's. The cup of coffee slipped from Lylah's grasp, splashing scalding liquid onto Roselyn's clothes and the floor.