Chapter 5 - Locking the heavy mahogany mansion doors as hostile corporate relatives arrive unexpectedly to demand the immediate termination of the mysterious new household maid.
Before Clara could formulate a denial, the heavy brass knocker on the front mahogany doors banged loudly against the reinforced wood.
Marcus, the head estate butler, rushed out from the service wing, sliding a security keycard into the automated deadbolt lock.
The doors swung open to reveal Liam's mother, Eleanor Sterling, flanked by two corporate attorneys and an armed private security detail.
"Liam, what is the meaning of this disgraceful commotion? The entire board is calling my phone about your plummeting stock shares!" Eleanor barked.
Eleanor marched into the foyer, her expensive tailored grey suit rustling as her sharp eyes instantly locked onto the maid holding Nico.
"And what is this peasant doing holding my grandson? Marcus, drag her out to the staff quarters immediately!" Eleanor commanded furiously.
"Nobody touches her," Liam stepped in front of Clara, his voice carrying the terrifying authority of a billionaire CEO pushed to his absolute limit.
Eleanor stopped dead in her tracks, her manicured fingers gripping her pearl necklace as she stared at her son in utter disbelief.
"Have you lost your mind, Liam? You're letting some dirty domestic worker defy your own mother inside our ancestral home?" Eleanor shrieked.
"She isn't a domestic worker, Mother," Liam replied, turning his head slowly to look at the aging matriarch with dead, unblinking eyes.
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"Then who in God's name is she?" Eleanor demanded, her voice cracking with sudden, unadulterated panic as she sensed her control slipping.
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