CHAPTER EIGHTY NINE – OFF TO CANCUN

Victoria was still whipping her stern glower about the treatment facilities in evident disapproval as both she and Edward breezed inside. Her withering look instantly landed on Vanessa's salacious, nude approach of her son, and to Charlotte's utter astonishment, the elder woman didn't so much as flinch. "Well, this certainly appears to be a...lively celebration," she remarked in a dry tone laced with patrician distaste. "Although I hadn't realized your penchant for the dramatic stretched into quite such...avant garde territory, Julian darling." At that, Vanessa jerked up short with a shriek, clearly just now registering the unexpected arrivals. "C-celebration...?" she sputtered, seemingly robbed of all composure. Eyeing her up and down without the slightest shred of compunction, Lord Edward simply pursed his lips in evident disdain. "Yes, well, I suppose we should have expected such debaucherous uncouthness from dear Julian's social circles these days. Standards do seem to have...