Chapter 2 - The Confrontation in Water
The air inside the bathroom instantly turned bone-chillingly cold as cold water splashed against Marcus's polished shoes.
Vivian froze, her fingers loosening on the heavy brass showerhead as she recognized the deadly chill in her husband's eyes.
"What in God's name are you doing to my daughter?" Marcus roared, his voice echoing off the wet white marble walls.
Nurse Martha scrambled across the slippery floor, instantly pulling the trembling six-year-old child into her protective embrace.
Chloe sobbed uncontrollably into Martha's shoulder, her pale skin blue from the icy water pouring over her small frame.
Vivian smoothed her luxurious deep red silk robe, offering a patronizing, ruthless smile without a single hint of remorse.
"She was being disobedient, Marcus," Vivian said smoothly, stepping over the wet tiles as if nothing had happened.
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Marcus stepped forward, his eyes locked onto Vivian with an intensity that made the entire room freeze in terror.
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