Chapter 1 - The Echo of the Slap
The breathtaking Miami sunset painted the sky in vivid strokes of violent orange and deep purple, casting a warm, golden glow through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows of the luxury penthouse. Below, palm trees swayed in the gentle ocean breeze, a picture of absolute paradise. But inside the sprawling living room, the atmosphere was completely toxic.
A sharp, explosive CRACK violently echoed off the polished marble floors and gold accents.
Grace, a beautiful 24-year-old woman wearing a simple navy blue and white traditional maid uniform, stumbled backward. Her dark brown hair, usually secured in a neat, messy updo, fell into her eyes as a burning, stinging pain erupted across her left cheek.
Standing triumphantly in front of her was Vanessa. The stunningly attractive blonde wore a breathtaking emerald green silk evening gown with a daring high slit. A priceless emerald necklace rested against her collarbone, a symbol of her upcoming marriage to the city’s most dangerous man. But Vanessa’s beautiful face was currently twisted into a mask of pure, vicious arrogance.
Grace gasped, her hand flying up to cover the rapidly reddening mark on her skin. She had only been trying to protect the three-year-old boy in her care from Vanessa’s cruel, verbal abuse, but the billionaire’s daughter had snapped.
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"Know your place, you pathetic nanny!" Vanessa’s harsh, venomous voice echoed through the massive penthouse. "I am the future lady of this house! When I tell you to pack his bags for boarding school, you do it without opening your mouth!"
👉 Vanessa thought she had completely dominated the helpless servant, but she forgot who else was standing in the room.
