**Grayson Estate**
Vivian sat in the lavish Grayson family living room, her manicured fingers tapping impatiently against the armrest of the chair.
Her eyes flicked toward the ornate clock on the wall, but her mind was elsewhere, replaying her confrontation with Ethan earlier that evening.
"No matter what you do, Vivian, we will never end up together!" She remembered and the words kept cutting deep into her
The memory made her chest tighten, and her foot tapped harder on the marble floor.
Ethan's father, George Grayson, and his elegant wife, Catherine, entered the room, their footsteps soft against the polished tiles.
Vivian straightened up immediately, smoothing the fabric of her black dress as she greeted them with a forced smile.
"Good evening, Mr. Grayson, Mrs. Grayson," she said politely, though her voice betrayed a hint of sadness.
