Chapter 20 - As aggressive blonde attackers freeze in panic before a powerful husband, a loyal maid stands tall to reclaim her rightful place in the mansion.
Three days later, the mansion was peaceful, smelling of fresh lavender and polished wood instead of gunpowder and fear.
Clara stood in the grand foyer, wearing a stunning white silk dress instead of her navy blue maid uniform and beige apron.
She looked up at the towering crystal chandelier as its prismatic light danced gracefully across the polished white marble floors.
Nathan walked down the grand staircase, wearing a tailored black tuxedo that highlighted his striking features and dark hair.
He stopped on the landing, staring down at the woman who had fought through hell to reclaim her rightful place by his side.
"You look breathtaking, Clara," Nathan whispered as he reached the bottom step, taking her soft hands in his own.
"I finally feel like myself again, Nathan; no disguises, no secrets, just an honest life with you and our daughter," Clara smiled.
Little Lily ran out from the nursery upstairs wearing a matching white dress, laughing happily as she rushed into her father's arms.
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Nathan scooped her up effortlessly, spinning her around in a joyful circle while Clara watched with tears of pure happiness.
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