Chapter 2: The Hidden Venom
That evening, the home theater was silent. Julian and Elena sat in the dark, watching the playback on the massive screen. Sienna was in the guest house, packing her bags, convinced that the worst-case scenario was a domestic squabble.
But the camera didn't just capture the theft of the ring.
As they watched, Elena let out a sharp cry. On the screen, just five minutes before the confrontation, Sienna had walked into the kitchen. She had approached Elena’s morning tea, which sat on the counter. With a furtive glance around, she had reached into her pocket, pulled out a small, amber vial, and tipped a shimmering, colorless powder into the cup. She stirred it gently, then calmly walked into the living room to confront Elena.
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"Julian," Elena whispered, her hands flying to her mouth. "She’s been doing this for weeks. The morning sickness... the dizziness. She wasn't just trying to steal my life. She was trying to poison the baby."
Julian’s face didn't change, but his grip on the armrest turned his knuckles white. The ring theft was a petty crime, but this—this was attempted murder. He wasn't going to just fire her. He was going to dismantle her entire existence.
