Chapter 5 - Grace Carter Hides A Dangerous Past From Everyone
Down in the spacious, industrial-grade kitchen of Hawthorne Estate, the air hung thick with the rich scent of roasting prime rib.
Grace Carter stood beside the gleaming stainless-steel prep counter, gently stroking her daughter’s dark brown hair.
Lily sat quietly on a wooden stool, nibbling on a strawberry while the adrenaline of the morning slowly faded away.
“Mommy, why did the scary lady yell at us upstairs?” Lily asked softly, looking up with wide, innocent blue eyes.
“Because rich people get confused about what really matters in life, sweetheart,” Grace replied, her voice steady and protective.
Beneath her calm exterior, Grace’s heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs.
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She had spent twelve years hiding her true identity in plain sight as a quiet, unassuming housekeeping maid.
She knew the weapons, she knew the syndicates, and she knew exactly what happened when men like Adrian Cross started digging for truths.
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