Chapter 2
Julian forced his paralyzed legs to move forward, crossing the marble floor with heavy, unsteady steps toward his unresponsive wife.
"Rose... look at me," Julian pleaded, his voice cracking violently as he reached out a trembling hand to touch her burgundy velvet shoulder.
Rose did not flinch, nor did her gaze shift toward him; her lips parted slightly to let out a breath that sounded chillingly empty.
"The noise... it was piercing my skull," Rose whispered, her voice devoid of any maternal warmth or remorse whatsoever.
Chloe slowly stood up from the marble floor, shielding the infant securely against her chest with an expression of fierce, unyielding protection.
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"She tried to drop him, Mr. Sterling," Chloe stated coldly, her voice cutting through the thick tension like a razor-sharp blade.
Julian’s eyes darted between the nanny and his wife, a terrifying realization dawning upon him like a physical blow to the chest.
