Chapter 10 - When a courageous brown haired woman in a beige apron reveals a stunning secret, an upscale kitchen becomes the battleground for ultimate family justice.
Bridget sneered from the floor, wiping a smudge of dirt off her red dress with a manicured, trembling hand.
"You think you've won, Nathan? The board of directors will never let a domestic maid inherit the Sterling conglomerate empire," Bridget mocked bitterly.
Clara stood up slowly, smoothing down her navy blue dress and adjusting her beige apron with quiet, absolute dignity.
"I am not just a maid, Bridget; I am Clara Sterling, legally wedded to Nathan in a private ceremony before your forged papers," Clara stated.
Bridget's eyes widened in sheer disbelief as she stared at the woman she had treated like a peasant for the past six months.
"That marriage license was expunged by the family court judge five years ago!" Bridget yelled, trying to scramble backward away from them.
"Expunged under a fraudulent identity theft charge that your father paid a federal magistrate two million dollars to forge," Nathan countered.
Nathan stood beside Clara, wrapping a protective arm around her waist and letting the world know exactly where his loyalties lay.
"Marcus, escort Mrs. Sterling to the basement security vault until the federal marshals arrive to take her into custody," Nathan commanded.
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Marcus stepped forward, grabbing Bridget by the arm and hauling her to her feet despite her furious screaming and kicking.
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