Chapter 7 - The Master’s Wrath
Dante stood on the staircase, his grip on Victoria’s wrist so tight her face twisted in sudden, agonizing pain.
His pale gray eyes burned with a dark, terrifying fury that made even Victoria’s hired thugs step back in fear.
"Touch her again," Dante whispered in a voice so cold it felt like a razor blade against her throat, "and I will ensure you never raise your hand again."
Dante shoved Victoria backward, causing her to stumble down three steps before catching her balance.
"Dante! How dare you treat me like this!" Victoria shrieked, smoothing her fur coat while trying to hide her panic. "I am your legal wife! I have rights to this estate and to our daughter! I came back to reconcile!"
"You came back because you ran out of money in Paris," Dante countered with absolute, deadpan disdain. "You abandoned a five-year-old child, stole twenty million dollars, and fled the country. You are no mother, Victoria. You are a parasite."
Victoria’s face contorted into a bitter, malicious sneer as she pulled a rolled-up legal document from her handbag.
"Think again, Dante!" Victoria spat, waving the paper in his face. "According to the trust agreement signed by your late father, if we divorce, custody of Sophia automatically reverts to me unless I am proven unfit in court! And I have top lawyers waiting outside!"
She pointed her finger aggressively at Maya, her eyes flashing with pure venom.
"I will take Sophia away tomorrow!" Victoria declared triumphantly. "And I'll make sure this pathetic little waitress ends up in prison for kidnapping my child!"
Sophia began to cry softly, her small shoulders shaking against Maya’s chest.
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Maya held the child tight, her eyes locking onto Victoria with unshakeable resolve. She knew a secret about the night Victoria abandoned Sophia—a secret she had kept quiet until this exact moment.
👉 Read Part 8 to see the shocking evidence Maya reveals about Victoria.
