Chapter 2 - The Suitcase on the Stairs
Snow settled gently on Evelyn’s blonde hair as tears froze on her pale skin. She lowered her head, softly kissing the warm foreheads of her sleeping newborn twins tucked inside her fur collar. Her heart was breaking into a thousand pieces, but deep within her, a quiet, dangerous resolve began to take root.
Chloe leaned in close to Graham’s ear, her tone soft and passive-aggressive. "Leaving quietly is best for everyone, Evelyn. Don't make a scene."
With a sudden, violent shove, Graham hurled the heavy vintage suitcase past the threshold. It crashed loudly onto the snowy marble steps right beside Evelyn, bursting open and scattering her few personal belongings into the blizzard.
"Take your bastards and go!" Graham shouted, his voice echoing across the freezing courtyard.
Vivian laughed, a harsh sound with zero warmth. "You came here with nothing three years ago, Evelyn, and you leave with nothing. Ashford Hall belongs to a real family now."
Evelyn took one slow, steady step down the slippery marble stairs. She didn't cry out. She didn't beg again. Instead, she slipped a slender smartphone from her coat pocket with her thumb, pressing a single pre-set speed dial.
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As she held the phone to her ear, three sleek, dark-tinted black Maybach luxury SUVs roared up the grand driveway, their tires screeching to a halo halt in a tight formation at the base of the stairs. Their blinding LED headlights cut through the snowstorm, illuminating Graham, Vivian, and Chloe in a harsh, unforgiving glare.
👉 Read PART 3 to find out who stepped out of the lead Maybach SUV!
