Chapter 3 - Eleanor Demands Immediate Arrest Of The Fierce Mother
“Someone call 911 right this instant!” Eleanor screamed at the top of her lungs, pointing a trembling, manicured finger at Clara.
“This violent, unhinged domestic employee just assaulted a minor in the middle of a private family gathering!” Eleanor raged.
Clara tightened her grip around baby Lily, her white trousers brushing against the scattered ceramic fragments on the floor.
“Your grandson brutally snatched a cookie from a one-year-old baby and laughed while she choked on her own tears!” Clara shouted back.
“He is a Sterling heir, and he can take whatever he pleases from your little charity case!” Eleanor snapped venomously.
Julian smirked behind his grandmother’s tailored shoulder, sticking his tongue out at Clara while pretending to be the victim.
“She hit me, Grandma! She’s crazy and she wants to hurt us!” Julian wailed loudly, turning on the fake waterworks.
The murmurs of the wealthy guests filled the opulent room, dividing quickly between sympathetic whispers and scandalized shock.
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Clara refused to back down an inch, her dark eyes flashing with an unyielding, lethal fire that commanded the entire room’s attention.
“You can call every police officer in this state, Eleanor, but I will never let anyone harm my child again,” Clara warned coldly.
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