Chapter 2
"She is my servant, and she broke a priceless antique vase imported directly from Milan," Victoria lied smoothly, attempting to regain her composure with practiced arrogance.
"In this house, insolence is met with immediate correction, and you have no jurisdiction to question my authority."
Jaxson turned his head slowly, fixing his piercing, unflinching gaze directly upon Victoria's flushed, arrogant face.
"That whip has never touched porcelain in its existence, Victoria, and we both know it," Jaxson replied, his tone razor-sharp and utterly devoid of fear.
"You didn't catch her dropping a vase; you caught her trying to escape the horrors of this gilded prison."
Victoria's jaw tightened so hard her teeth clicked together, her crimson red velvet dress rustling as she raised her chin in defiance.
"You are trespassing on private American estate grounds, and my husband will have federal marshals escorting you to a maximum-security cell by noon," she threatened viciously.
Jaxson let out a cold, humorless laugh that sent a shiver straight down the haughty woman's spine.
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"Your husband is currently four hundred miles away attending a rigged corporate board meeting, Victoria, and he won't answer your calls today," Jaxson stated flatly.
He ignored her entirely after that sentence, turning his broad shoulders away from her to focus his complete attention on the trembling maid.
