Chapter 6
"You were hired to supervise bedtime stories and meals, Miss Hayes, not to investigate the architectural layout of my ancestral home," Arthur replied sharply.
He stood up from the table with rigid precision, adjusting his cuffs before walking toward the private elevator without another word.
Chloe watched him leave, her jaw clenching as she realized the western wing likely held the answers to the missing nannies.
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Later that afternoon, while Lily was occupied with her sketching books, Chloe slipped quietly down the dim service corridor toward the restricted zone.
A heavy biometric keypad glowed red beside the reinforced oak door, denying unauthorized access to anyone without executive clearance.
