Chapter 3 - Margaret Helps Savannah Escape The Estate
Hours earlier, while the howling winter wind battered the reinforced glass of the grand suburban estate, Margaret moved with silent efficiency.
The veteran housekeeper loaded Savannah’s heavy medical duffel bag into the trunk of a modest, unbranded utility vehicle parked near the service entrance.
“Are you certain about this, Mrs. Carter? Once you step through these doors, there is no turning back,” Margaret whispered, her eyes full of quiet concern.
Savannah adjusted her heavy winter coat over her heavily pregnant belly, her expression carved from absolute steel and unyielding determination.
“If I stayed here another hour, Roman would have stripped away every legal right my daughter and I possess,” Savannah replied firmly.
She climbed into the passenger seat, taking one last look at the glittering lights of the sprawling mansion where she had spent years playing the obedient wife.
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Margaret closed the car door softly, giving a sharp nod before slipping back into the shadows of the heated garage.
The vehicle's engine hummed to life, gliding silently down the snow-covered private drive just as the first morning light painted the horizon gray.
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