Chapter 2
Victoria straightened her crimson lapels, attempting to regain her shattered composure with aristocratic arrogance. "You have no legal standing here, Clara; this estate belongs to my husband, and that child is under our custody order," Victoria declared coldly.
"A custody order obtained through fraud, coercion, and forged medical signatures won't protect you from criminal charges," Clara retorted sharply. Maya buried her tear-stained face into Clara's green sweater, letting out a soft, frightened sniffle.
"Mommy, please let's go away from this scary place," Maya whispered, her tiny hands clutching the fabric of Clara's clothes. "We are leaving right now, my sweet angel, and nobody is ever going to put you in that hole again," Clara promised softly.
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Victoria’s lips curled into a cruel, calculating smile as she pulled out her designer smartphone from her pocket. "Go ahead and try to walk away, Clara, because the local police are already on their speed dial," Victoria mocked smoothly.
"Let them come, Victoria; I have been waiting six long months for a judge to look at what you've been doing," Clara stated fiercely.
