Chapter 8 - The Unraveling Lie
“You were drugging my mother to keep her mute,” Garrett said, his voice dropping into a low, terrifying rumble that shook the quiet dining room.
“No! She’s lying! The maid tampered with the sample!” Madison screamed, jumping up from her chair so fast her napkin fell to the floor. “Garrett, I love your mother! I’ve devoted six months of my life to taking care of this family!”
“Is that why you pinched her wrists until they bruised?” Garrett asked, pulling out his tablet computer.
He tapped the screen once.
The hidden camera footage from the previous night began playing loudly on the tablet speaker. Madison’s voice filled the room, cold and cruel: “Listen to me, you old ghost... if you tell Garrett about the offshore transfers, I’ll double your dose.”
The video clearly showed Madison twisting Margaret’s arm, forcing her to sign legal power-of-attorney documents, and then throwing herself onto the marble floor when Maya walked in.
Madison stumbled backward, her designer heels catching on the rug as her face drained of all color.
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“You... you have cameras in here?” Madison whispered in complete, paralyzing horror.
👉 “In every single room,” Garrett replied coldly. “And the police have been watching this live feed from the driveway for the last ten minutes.”
