CHAPTER 7
"Step aside, Elena; we are not eating anything prepared in this kitchen today," Ethan stated flatly, his voice devoid of any warmth or emotion. Elena's eyes flashed with sudden fury as she tried to push past him into the bedroom, her designer slippers clicking sharply against the floor.
"You are keeping my own stepdaughter away from me based on some insane delusion, Ethan, and I have had enough of this abuse!" Elena shouted dramatically. "Save the performance for the investigators, Elena, because the lab results on that milk are sitting right here on my phone," Ethan interrupted coldly.
Elena stopped dead in her tracks, the silver tray wobbling dangerously in her hands as the color drained completely from her made-up face. "Lies... you're trying to frame me because you want a divorce and full custody of the estate," she stammered, her voice losing its fierce conviction.
"The assay report confirms a lethal dose of synthetic neurotoxin, and the home security cameras captured you pouring it into her glass," Ethan said with lethal precision. "The state police are already parked outside the front gates, and they have warrants for your immediate arrest."
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As if on cue, the heavy thud of uniform boots echoed up the grand staircase as three state troopers appeared down the hallway behind Elena. Elena spun around in sheer panic, dropping the breakfast tray as it crashed violently against the hardwood floor with a deafening clatter.
"You can't do this to me! I am Mrs. Ethan Sterling! I demand my lawyer!" Elena shrieked hysterically as the troopers closed in and clamped steel cuffs around her wrists. Ethan stood tall in the doorway, shielding Lily from the chaotic scene as the wretched woman was dragged away in disgrace.
