Chapter 8 - The Confrontation in the Dark
BANG!
Clara kicked the nursery door wide open, slamming it against the wall with resounding force!
Evelyn spun around in shock, dropping the glass dropper bottle onto the wooden floor where it shattered into dozens of sharp fragments.
“What do you think you’re doing in here, you pathetic maid?!” Evelyn shrieked, her face twisting into a terrifying mask of rage. “Get out of my way before I have the guards throw you into the street!”
Clara stepped into the room like an iron wall, pulling Noah behind her back as the terrified boy sobbed against her waist.
“Touch him again, Evelyn, and I swear you won't leave this room on your own two feet,” Clara declared in a deadly, unwavering tone, her hazel eyes blazing with ferocious protective instinct.
Evelyn laughed maniacally, stepping over the broken glass. “You stupid little girl! Who do you think Dominic will believe? A prestigious Vance family daughter who has managed his household for three years... or a penniless housekeeper with a fake resume?”
Clara didn't flinch. She slowly pulled her mobile phone from her apron pocket, holding up the screen which displayed a flashing red icon.
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“I don't need him to take my word for it, Evelyn,” Clara said calmly. “This entire room is live-streaming directly to Mr. Vale’s encrypted personal dashboard.”
👉 Evelyn’s arrogant laughter instantly choked in her throat as a heavy, terrifying footsteps echoed down the marble hallway outside!
