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[cite: 7].
Vivian froze, her fingers loosening on the heavy brass showerhead as she recognized the deadly chill in her husband's eyes[cite: 7].
"What in God's name are you doing to my daughter?" Marcus roared, his voice echoing off the wet white marble walls[cite: 7].
Nurse Martha scrambled across the slippery floor, instantly pulling the trembling six-year-old child into her protective embrace[cite: 7].
Chloe sobbed uncontrollably into Martha's shoulder, her pale skin blue from the icy water pouring over her small frame[cite: 7].
Vivian smoothed her luxurious deep red silk robe, offering a patronizing, ruthless smile without a single hint of remorse[cite: 7].
"She was being disobedient, Marcus," Vivian said smoothly, stepping over the wet tiles as if nothing had happened[cite: 7].
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Marcus stepped forward, his eyes locked onto Vivian with an intensity that made the entire room freeze in terror[cite: 7].
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