Chapter 5 - The Hidden Lens
Marcus stood up slowly from the floor, placing himself directly between his injured wife and his hostile mother.
His face was a cold, emotionless mask as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his sleek black smartphone.
"You really think I don't know what happens in this house when I'm gone, Mom?" Marcus asked softly.
Phyllis frowned, her eyebrows knitting together in confusion and rising fear. "What are you talking about?"
"When Clara had her car accident six weeks ago, I installed hidden smart motion sensors and cloud cameras in the kitchen, the living room, and the front porch," Marcus revealed, unlocking the screen with a swipe of his thumb. "I wanted to make sure she was safe in case she fell while home alone."
Phyllis’s face drained of every last trace of color. Her lips parted, but no sound came out.
Marcus held the phone up, pressing play on the live cloud archive recording from twenty minutes prior.
The high-definition video clearly showed Phyllis walking into the kitchen, intentionally kicking Clara’s crutches away, knocking over the hot saucepan, and laughing while Clara cried on the floor.
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"You didn't just take her crutches today, did you, Mom?" Marcus whispered, his voice shaking with intense rage. "The video archive goes back four weeks."
👉 What horrible deed did the month-long camera footage reveal about Phyllis’s past actions?
