CHAPTER 224: A BREWING STORM

Victoria paced the marble floor of the lab. Her eyes darted to the window where the early morning sun struggled to pierce through the heavy drapes. The antique clock that Sandra had given her as her birthday gift on her last birthday ticked with precise rhythm. She had received news a few days ago that Mrs. Eleanor was contesting the house that was given to her as a divorce settlement from Edmund. She stared at the letter from the court asking her to come for a court briefing in disdain. It was wild, and she could hardly believe it, but then there was no saying the extent the other woman could go. Yet again, she couldn't afford to get distracted now that the science fair was coming up, but each second felt like a drumbeat of impending disaster. Her eyes darted towards the door again, hoping Edmund would show up; he was making her wait, frustrating her even more. When she received the letter two nights ago, she had discarded it like it would make it go away but it did not. Rather, it