Chapter 2 - Victor Confronts Serena Over The Staged Accusation
The grand mahogany foyer of the Blackwood estate fell into an absolute, suffocating silence that echoed the tension in the air.
Victor Blackwood stood like a statue of carved ice, his dark eyes shifting slowly from my bruised face down to little Ethan.
Serena’s feigned expression of distress began to fracture rapidly as she noticed the cold, unblinking glare in Victor’s eyes.
“Victor, darling, why are you looking at me like that?” Serena stammered, her voice pitching upward with sudden nervous panic.
“The maid clearly lost her mind and threw herself onto the floor after injuring the boy,” she lied again desperately.
Victor didn't flinch, nor did he rush to comfort her as he usually did whenever she performed her tearful socialite routines.
Instead, he pointed a rigid finger directly at the deep red footprint stamped across the front of my torn uniform dress.
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“That is a stiletto heel print, Serena,” Victor’s voice dropped into a low, terrifying register that vibrated through the marble hall.
“And unless my eyes deceive me, you are the only woman in this household who wears Italian red-bottom stilettos.”
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