Chapter 6 - PENTHOUSE LOCKDOWN
"I am taking the word of the diamond watch on her wrist, which only three people on this earth ever possessed," Evelyn replied coldly.
"And if this child is carrying a Vance heir, you just shoved the future of this family against a marble wall," she added, her tone sharp enough to cut glass.
Two towering navy-suited guards immediately stepped in front of Julian, blocking his access to the private exit doors.
"Are you out of your mind?" Julian yelled at the guards, his voice echoing loudly through the grand penthouse lobby. "I pay your salaries! Move out of my way!"
"Their salaries are paid by the Vance Family Trust, which I control hundred percent," Evelyn stated calmly.
She gently took Clara's hand, leading her toward the grand leather sofas in the private VIP waiting lounge.
"Sit down, my dear," Evelyn said softly, gesturing for a maid to bring a glass of warm water. "You are safe now."
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Clara sat down cautiously, feeling the warm silk of her gown smooth over her lap as her heart pounded in her chest.
Julian paced back and forth near the elevator, sweat breaking out across his forehead as he furiously pulled out his smartphone.
