Chapter 37
Rosalie returned to the dining room and saw that both the Grahams and Julian were already seated at the t
table.
Helena’s seat was the one Rosalie had always occupied before her marriage–the spot that had always belonged to her in Graham Villa. Rosalie couldn’t help but think. Even though I’m married now, no one can take my place.
She walked up to Helena, her gaze unwavering as it fell on her.
Helena, sensing the weight of Rosalie’s stare, looked up at her with a soft, almost hesitant expression, asking in a quiet voice, “Rosalic, what’s wrong?
Despite the burning hatred Helena harbored for Rosalie, despite the fantasy of seeing her torn apart alive, there was one thing she feared above all -crossing Julian. She dared not show a single ounce of disdain in his presence.
All Helena could do now was hope Julian would eventually see through Rosalie’s facade and grow disgusted with her.
“Get up. This is my seat. Rosalie’s voice was firm, her words cutting through the tense air like a sharp blade.
Helena’s grip tightened on her utensils. She glared at Rosalie, her pride stung by Rosalie’s proud, unapologetic stance. Finally, unable to hold back.. Helena spoke up, “Rosalie. I’m used to sitting next to Dad. There’s an empty seat over there. You can sit there.”
Helena’s seat was to the left of Edward, a position she had always considered somewhat special.
While these days there wasn’t a strict hierarchy in seating like in the old days of nobility, where the placement at the table reflected one’s social standing. Helena still believed that sitting here made her feel superior to Rosalie
She had lost so many battles to Rosalie already, and she wasn’t about to lose this one too.
Rosalie stood before her, arms crossed over her chest, towering above her as if to emphasize the power she still wielded in this house. This seat has always been mine. Just because I’m married doesn’t mean I’m willing to give it up for you
“What’s this? You’ve been living under our roof, spending our money, and now you t
you think you can just waltz in and take my place? How dare you
