Chapter 9
Left alone in the grand hallway, Victoria collapsed against the mahogany console, her designer heels clicking against the marble.
Realization dawned with brutal clarity that her reign of terror in the American estate had officially reached its final chapter.
She slid down to the floor, her dark red velvet dress pooling around her like a puddle of spilled wine.
For the first time in her pampered life, she was completely powerless, stripped of her social armor and elite immunity.
Upstairs in the nursery, Marcus placed Leo gently into his white wooden bed, smoothing down the boy's light blue jacket.
He sat beside him on the mattress, holding his small hand until Leo's breathing deepened into the steady rhythm of sleep.
Dr. Vance arrived swiftly, conducting a thorough medical examination of the boy and administering soothing balms for the minor welts.
"He'll be physically fine, Marcus, but the emotional trauma will require patience and immense reassurance," the doctor advised quietly.
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"I will ensure he never sees her face again, doctor. My legal team is already preparing emergency custody papers," Marcus promised.
The doctor packed his leather medical bag, offering a reassuring pat on Marcus's shoulder before exiting the bedroom silently.
