Chapter 5 - The Housemaid's Testimony
Thirty minutes later, David seated the twins safely in the living room with Clara watching over them with warm, protective care.
He walked back into the grand foyer where Eleanor was pacing frantically near the framed US flag mounted on the wall.
"You can't do this, David! We have a social standing, a reputation in this city!" Eleanor hissed, grabbing his arm.
David pulled his arm away as if her touch were toxic, pulling his smartphone from his pocket to dial emergency services.
"Fairfax County Police Department? I need officers at my estate in McLean immediately for an active child abuse and assault report," David spoke firmly.
Eleanor stopped dead in her tracks, her manicured fingers flying to her mouth as she realized her reign of terror was officially over.
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Clara walked into the foyer, handing David a thick manila folder filled with written logs, dates, and photographic evidence of the abuse.
"I documented everything over the past fourteen months, Mr. Vance, knowing she would eventually try to destroy the boys," Clara explained calmly.
