(Vivienne’s POV)
I can't believe this. I'm in a police station.
And for what? A crime I didn't even commit!
What is this officer even thinking, handcuffing me, Vivienne Hartwell, soon-to-be Stanley? I don't know Dorian Cross's wife. How can I assault her? He dragged me here without listening to my explanation.
If a word of this leaks to reporters, my image is going to be ruined. My years of hard work will be reduced to nothing!
No, I can't have that happen. I won't let that happen. I worked years to get to where I am today. It wasn’t a walk in the park brainwashing Margaret and Charles Hartwell. I shed blood and tears to convince them I’m better than their so-called biological daughter.
It took even more effort to get them to abandon Grace. My act was so flawless, so perfect, that ev
