“I'm no peasant!” Juliet half growled.

“Oh but you are, Juliet Winston,” she smiled. “The second Ethan divorced you, your status went back to where it belongs; the lowest of class. A woman who means absolutely nothing to society...”

“Enough!” Juliet yelled.

“... whose presence or absence means nothing to the man who once loved her.”

Juliet reached for Henrietta but Elaine was quick, standing in her path.

“And as I'm told, whose presence means nothing to the child she birthed herself. You, Juliet Winston, are nothing but a waste of space!” Henrietta spat, rising to her feet. “I brought you back here to stop the wedding! To take the bastard child and stop the wedding!” she began pacing the length of the room. “But you thought to betray me. You thought you could go back to Ethan, connive your way back into his heart, kick the American out, and live happily ever after.” She laughed loudly, throwing her hands in the air in exaggerated humor. She stopped in her tracks and turned to face Juliet who now stood watching her, surprised. “Don't look so surprised, Juliet, I know everything.” She sighed and settled on the sofa once more. “I paid a Judge to grant you custody of your child. Frankly, I only brought you back here because Elaine insisted.” Confusion reflected in Juliet's eyes and Henrietta smiled. “Your Aunt, Elaine and I met through a mutual friend, but that's not what's important. What's important is the fact that Ethan has managed to get a court date...” Juliet's eyelids grew a notch in surprise at her announcement. “Yes, darling,” Henrietta nodded solemnly. “Your dear Ethan plans to have you out of his home by next weekend. Of course the trial most likely wouldn't last beyond a day considering the fact that Ethan has the note you wrote as proof; the note that came with the child. Again, I know this because I know everything.”

Juliet appeared weakened by Henrietta's words. Elaine took her hand, led her to a sofa, and helped her settle on it.

“What do you want?” Juliet whispered, turning to Henrietta.

“What I've always wanted; Ethan.”

Juliet shook her head solemnly. “Gretchen practically owns Ethan and there is nothing anyone can do about it.”

“I know.” Henrietta smiled.

“Then you should know your plans —whatever they are— shall never work. I tried myself, but Ethan did not fall for any of it. If Ethan didn't fall for my plans despite the fact that he once loved me, what makes you think he is going to fall for yours?”

“I shall spare you the details, Juliet. I shall however have my coachman take you back to the Williams' manor.” She rose to her feet and made to leave the room.

“What?! Why?! ” Juliet called after her retreating back.

She turned around very slowly, “because you, Juliet will bring me the child in three days.”

“And if I refuse?” Juliet sounded frantic.

“Refusal is not an option, Miss Winston.” Henrietta took measured steps toward Juliet. Reaching forward, she touched Juliet's face. “You will bring me the child,” she whispered menacingly. “You will leave London,” A satisfied smile played on the corners of her lips. “I will be Ethan's wife.” She leaned forward until her lips were nearly kissing Juliet's ear. “And we will have Gretchen to thank for it. Ethan will never know what hit him —none of them will.”