Chapter 3 - The Monster's Discovery
"Maisie," Arthur's cold, smooth voice echoed flawlessly through the pink phone. "Where are you hiding, you little brat?"
A tight close-up captured Maisie squeezing her eyes shut, pressing herself desperately against the cold white metal of the washing machine. She pulled her injured foot in the heavy gray medical boot as close to her chest as possible, trying to become entirely invisible.
But Arthur was a ruthless, calculating apex predator. He didn't rush. He slowly walked through the scattered designer clothes, his expensive leather shoes stepping deliberately on the fabric.
Suddenly, a massive, impeccably manicured hand violently reached down behind the washing machine and aggressively grabbed Maisie by the arm.
Maisie let out a horrific, high-pitched scream of pure terror as she was forcefully hauled up from the floor.
Arthur, a devastatingly handsome forty-something man wearing a flawless, sharply tailored navy blue suit, glared at the weeping six-year-old with pure, unfiltered disgust. His natural micro-expressions radiated a terrifying, demonic cruelty.
He immediately noticed the pink plastic phone in her trembling hand.
Arthur aggressively snatched the phone away from her, bringing the speaker up to his ear. He could hear Leo screaming frantically on the other end of the line.
"Well, well," Arthur sneered coldly, a chilling, victorious smirk touching his lips. "If it isn't the deadbeat carpenter. Your ex-wife is currently on life support, Leo. And if you ever come within fifty miles of my estate, I will personally have you arrested for trespassing."
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Arthur didn't wait for a response. He violently crushed the pink phone under his expensive leather shoe, permanently severing the connection.
👉 Arthur forcefully dragged the weeping little girl out of the laundry room, entirely confident that he had already won the ultimate prize.
