The uninvited guest: "Father?"

VICTORIA'S POV

I watched as Brendon's frustration boiled over, his body language screaming his discontent. He strode towards Ralph, his shoulder colliding with Ralph's in a forceful gesture. With a loud slam, Brendon stormed out of the office, leaving the door shaking in his wake.

Turning to Ralph, I saw him smirking, his eyes glinting with malice. He sauntered towards me, his words dripping with disdain. "Look at you, Victoria. You have no idea who your mate is, do you? Your life is pitiful."

I bristled at his words, my own grin spreading across my face. "I may not know who my mate is, but I know he's not a lowlife like you," I retorted.

Ralph raised an eyebrow, his hand reaching out to touch my face. I flinched away, disgusted by his touch. "You've grown up so much, my dear. Do you know how special you are to me?" he asked, his voice dripping with false sweetness.

I scoffed at his words, rolling my eyes. "Of course, Mr. Ralph," I said sarcastically.

He grinned, his eyes lighting up.