Vivienne burst through the door that evening.

She threw her bag onto the couch with a loud huff, her irritation etched across her face.

Cyrus, sitting nearby, raised an eyebrow at the display. "Rough day? You look like someone made you eat an unripe lemon."

Vivienne grabbed a glass of water, gulped it down, and then set it down with a bang. "Cyrus, I found out who poisoned my mom. It was Karen!"

Cyrus's brows furrowed in concern as Vivienne continued, anger sparking ...