Chapter 5 - The Saboteur in the Shadows
“The server room keycard was used twelve minutes ago by Butler Thomas, sir,” Chief Ryan reported, looking nervously at the senior staff member standing near the wine bar.
Butler Thomas stiffened, his silver tray shaking violently in his hands as all eyes turned to him.
Thomas had served the Blackwell family for fifteen years, but he was heavily indebted to illegal gambling syndicates—syndicates funded by Celeste’s father, Richard Vale.
Celeste stepped forward quickly, putting her hand on Caleb’s arm. “Caleb, Thomas was just doing routine maintenance! Don't let this maid distract you from the truth. She ruined the cake, her child lied, and now she’s trying to blame your loyal staff!”
Marisol looked directly into Caleb’s dark eyes. She didn't scream, cry, or beg. She stood with quiet, dignified grace, her arm protectively cradling her little girl.
“Mr. Blackwell,” Marisol said softly. “You don't need the ceiling camera to know what happened.”
Caleb looked at her, his dark eyes narrowing. “Why do you say that, Marisol?”
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Marisol reached into her white apron pocket, pulling out a small, metallic object that glinted under the crystal chandeliers.
👉 “Because my daughter was holding her toy bear... and it has an active baby monitor camera inside it.”
