Chapter 2 - When a ruthless blonde socialite violently swings a wooden golf club at a brave maid, a shocking family secret shatters a wealthy American household forever.
The heavy wooden shaft of the golf club whistled through the crisp, climate-controlled air of the modern American kitchen.
Bridget Vance let out a guttural shriek of pure malice as the textured rubber grip connected violently with Clara's shoulder.
Clara tumbled hard across the gleaming white marble floor, her navy blue dress sliding against the cold stone surface.
Without a single second of hesitation, Clara twisted her body around to shield little six-year-old Lily with her own torso.
Blood dripped from Lily's nose, staining the front of her pale pink party dress in vivid crimson droplets.
"Don't hurt my child!" Clara screamed out, her voice cracking with fierce, maternal desperation that echoed off the stainless steel appliances.
Bridget stood over them with her blonde updo partially undone, her red sleeveless dress shifting as she raised the weapon again.
The polished wooden head of the golf club caught the bright overhead recessed lighting, gleaming like a medieval executioner's axe.
Clara squeezed her brown eyes shut, wrapping her arms tighter around the trembling little girl beneath her protective embrace.
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Every muscle in Clara's 30-year-old body tensed, preparing for the crushing blow that was about to descend upon her spine.
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