Chapter 4 - The Furious Arrival of Aunt Clara to Intervene
Less than an hour after the police cruisers departed, a sleek black Mercedes sedan screeched into the driveway.
Heavy footsteps echoed across the front porch before the doorbell rang with frantic, demanding urgency.
Michael opened the front door to find Aunt Clara standing on the threshold, her face twisted in absolute fury.
“What on earth did you do to my daughter, Michael? The police just towed her car!” Clara demanded loudly.
“Your daughter locked my four-year-old daughter in a wooden dog house overnight,” Michael replied with cold menace.
Clara scoffed, waving her manicured hand dismissively as if animal cruelty was a minor etiquette infraction.
“Oh, stop being so dramatic! Children need discipline to grow up properly in this society!” Clara snapped back.
“She forced Emma to wash greasy dishes and scrub bathroom floors until her tiny hands bled!” Michael yelled.
“Step inside my house and say that again, Clara, and I’ll have you removed by the sheriff too,” Michael warned.
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Clara stepped back, her arrogant expression faltering for a brief second before she turned on her heel toward her car.
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