Chapter 17 - Tracking down the weary maid through the dark labyrinth of staff corridors beneath the grand staircase to bridge five long years of emotional silence.
As they navigated the labyrinth of staff corridors beneath the grand staircase, footsteps echoed loudly behind them.
Ethan spun around, shielding Clara and Leo behind his broad frame as a familiar figure stepped out from the shadows.
It was Julian, Ethan's older brother, looking disheveled and frantic with his tuxedo bowtie completely undone.
"You can't do this, Ethan! If those federal files hit the Attorney General's desk, we're all going to prison!" Julian yelled desperately.
"You should have thought about that before you forged custody papers and drove my wife away," Ethan replied coldly.
Julian glared at Clara with venomous hatred, stepping forward as if he might lunge before Marcus blocked his path.
"She's a nobody! A hired servant who trapped you with a brat!" Julian snarled, his composure completely shattering.
Ethan took one swift step forward, delivering a sharp, controlled punch directly to Julian's jaw that sent him crashing to the floor.
Julian groaned, clutching his bruised face as blood trickled from his lip onto the dusty concrete floor of the corridor.
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"Never speak of my wife or my son that way again," Ethan warned in a lethal whisper that echoed off the stone walls.
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