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Chapter 132- The new Maxwell

Penulis: Luna Blue
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-01-08 15:19:10

Victoria POV

Rebecca hadn’t ignored my calls before.

Not once in the ten years I’d known her.

That alone was enough to unsettle me.

I stood outside the Cole estate that morning, my phone clutched in my hand, staring up at the familiar wrought-iron gates like they might suddenly give me answers. I’d called Rebecca three times the night before. Left two messages. Sent a carefully worded text this morning—concerned but not desperate.

Nothing.

Rebecca Cole was many things—manipulative, overbearing, overly involved in her son’s life—but she had always been consistent. Especially when it came to me. She was the one who’d pushed me into Maxwell’s orbit long after he’d made it clear he didn’t want me there. She’d been my greatest ally, my loudest supporter, my assurance that what Maxwell and I had once shared wasn’t over.

So why the sudden silence?

I inhaled sharply and straightened my spine before pressing the intercom. The gates opened almost immediately, which only deepened the knot in my
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