Chapter 4 - The Hidden Camera
Vivian let out a harsh, cruel laugh that rattled the glass windows overlooking the gloomy Chicago skyline[cite: 7].
"You can't kick me out, Marcus! I own half this mansion, and no judge will ever take your word over mine!" she sneered[cite: 7].
Martha reached inside her medical tunic pocket with shaking fingers, pulling out a small black smartphone[cite: 7].
"I recorded everything, Mr. Vance," Martha whispered, holding up the screen showing clear, high-definition video footage[cite: 7].
The video showed Vivian holding the cold showerhead over Chloe while mocking the child's helpless weeping[cite: 7].
Vivian's arrogant mask shattered instantly as her face went completely deathly pale in the gloomy daylight[cite: 7].
"Give me that phone, you ungrateful bitch!" Vivian screamed, lunging wildly toward Martha[cite: 7].
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Marcus grabbed Vivian's wrist mid-air with an iron grip, holding her completely immobile[cite: 7].
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