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"Ms. Angus, welcome back." Mena, dressed in a chic Chanel suit with flawless makeup, radiated the poise and elegance of a high-society woman with every step she took. She approached Fiona slowly and gave her a big, warm hug. Fiona, though not immediately recognizing her, smiled politely. "Thank you." It was only then that Mena seemed to notice Viviane standing nearby. She covered her mouth in exaggerated surprise, her eyes flickering with a mix of curiosity and amusement before her lips curled into a sly, knowing smile. "Oh, look, if it isn't my dear step-sister Viviane, whose mother passed away so young? You look dreadful. What's the matter? Been having a rough time lately?" Mena clicked her heels as she walked slowly toward Viviane, her tone deceptively sweet, but her words were s