Chapter 3 - Vanessa Desperately Tries To Defend Her Wicked Lies
Panic finally shattered Vanessa’s polished composure, causing her designer dress to rustle wildly as she lunged forward. "You can't throw me out like common trash, Daniel! I made you who you are!" she shrieked hysterically.
Security guards stepped out from the shadows of the arched hallways, their broad shoulders blocking Vanessa's path completely. They did not touch her yet, but their silent, professional stance communicated an unmistakable message of absolute finality.
"You made yourself, Vanessa, through greed and deceit," Daniel replied coldly, not even bothering to turn around. "The security footage doesn't lie, and neither do the financial audits I reviewed this morning."
Margaret gasped loudly, her hand flying to her chest as if she had just been struck by physical lightning. "Financial audits?" Margaret whispered, her face turning the color of wet chalk as she stared at Daniel in sheer terror.
Daniel glanced over his shoulder, a sardonic smile touching the corners of his tightly clenched lips. "Yes, Margaret, your little bookkeeping arrangement with Vanessa hasn't gone unnoticed by my corporate compliance team," Daniel noted smoothly.
Vanessa stopped her screaming instantly, her jaw dropping as she realized the stolen necklace was only the tip of the iceberg. The trap had been set days ago, and she had walked right into it with her eyes wide open.
"You planned this," Vanessa whispered, her voice dropping into a venomous hiss of pure, unadulterated hatred. "You knew I was going to frame the housekeeper."
Daniel crossed his arms over his broad chest, his dark eyes sparkling with a dangerous, vindictive satisfaction. "I gave you enough rope to hang yourself, Vanessa, and you tied the knot with absolute enthusiasm," Daniel retorted sharply.
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Emily watched the dramatic exchange in stunned silence, still clutching the oversized leather handbag against her simple housekeeping uniform. She had spent months enduring their subtle cruelty, never imagining that justice would arrive in such a public, devastating fashion.
Without another word, Vanessa turned on her heel and stormed toward the mahogany front doors, her pride completely obliterated. The heavy wooden panels slammed shut behind her, sealing the fate of the Sterling estate's most toxic resident.
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