Chapter 17
Margaret's eyes flashed with sudden, dangerous fury. "Arthur, do not test me. I built this family empire from the ground up, and I will not let a common maid destroy everything we own."
"Open the door, Mother!" Arthur roared, slamming his fist onto the mahogany desk with a force that rattled the small American flag standing nearby.
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Margaret slowly reached into the pocket of her silk robe, pulling out the heavy iron key and tossing it contemptuously onto the desk surface. "Go ahead and look, Arthur. But whatever you find down there is entirely your own undoing."
Arthur grabbed the key with trembling fingers, rushing out of the study and sprinting down the service hallway with Clara right behind him.
