Chapter 589 Confrontation

“Ms. Morrison, we were once family. How could I forget? And what's all this talk about consciences?” Mark had been in the retail industry for years; he knew a thing or two about keeping up appearances. “Please, have a seat.” He gestured. Vivian did not attempt to hide her disdain. With a scathing look at Mark, she sat down on the couch directly across from him.