Sif slammed her teacup on the table as her face contorted in rage. "It doesn't matter what you say— you'll marry
Titus one way or another!"
However, Vicky stood her ground and showed no signs of backing down. "I can play along with any other
arrangements, but my marriage is my own business. | won't give in."
"Hah!" Sif laughed despite herself. "Do you have any idea what's going on here, Vicky?! It's your immense
fortune that my brother is interested in you! No, neither you nor your family get to have a say —it's my family
that does, you hear?!"
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Even Susan's face fell at Sif's commanding tone. Sif was not here to discuss anything—she had cto enforce
the Lionhearts' authority!
"In that case, you should go hand ask your brother," Vicky retorted coolly. "If he actually refuses to annul
the engagement, then | won't argue."
"No! No chance!" Sif pointed at Vicky as she snapped. "What our family wants, we get! It doesn't matter if you
agree to it or what my brother says—this engagement will continue as scheduled, because | say so!"
The last part left Vicky laughing despite herself—there were just no words to describe Sif at this point.
But she was prepared, and she would not sacrifice her lifetime's happiness just so her family could enrich their
coffers.
"So, you're saying you're the one to decide on my marriage?" Vicky asked icily.
"You should be worrying about your family, not yourself!" Sif continued to threaten her. "If you annul the
engagement with my brother, the Turnbulls shall be considered an enemy of the Lionhearts!"
"Walter Turnbull!" Sif then wheeled on Walter, calling him by nand pointing at his face as she snapped.
"Have you forgotten the agreement between our families to work together to fight against the South Sea Crow?!
Your family's strength and influence wanes with each generation, so | will give it to you straight—do what you
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you down!"
Laughing icily, Sif concluded, "Your family's yearly gathering is in a month, isn't it? We, the Lionhearts, shall be
visiting when the tcomes... As for whether we'll be friend or foe depends entirely on you! See you around!"
And with those words, Sif and her people swiftly left Turnbull Villa, while silence descended upon the drawing
room.
Having kept it in for a while, Susan slammed her hand on the table as she sprang to her feet, shrieking
hysterically at Vicky as she demanded, "Who told you you could annul the engagement?! Did any of us agree to
it?! Don't you understand the perils that would plague the family if you did?! It's Frank
Lawrence, isn't it?! Don't you know that he's a vile reaper through and through?! First, it's Les Turnbull, and then
Neil Turnbull! Who is he going to cfor next—me?!"