Chapter 3 - David Interrogates The Terrified And Cold Socialite
David didn’t flinch at her shrill accusation, his sharp features hardening into an expression of absolute, terrifying ice.
He took a slow, deliberate step forward, looking down at Clara as if she were a toxic insect beneath his heel.
“A minor mistake? You were holding a burning hot iron directly over our defenseless baby’s head while checking your phone!” David roared.
“I was merely multitasking! You and that dramatic nanny are blowing a completely harmless domestic moment way out of proportion!” Clara hissed.
She adjusted the straps of her ruby red gown with trembling fingers, trying desperately to salvage her shattered aristocratic pride.
“Harmless? The steam was already singeing the infant’s blanket! You could have permanently blinded or burned our son!” David shouted back.
Rosa turned her back on Clara’s toxic defensiveness, gently kissing the baby’s forehead to soothe his frantic, frightened crying.
“Mr. Bennett, we need to take the baby into the nursery right now and check him over for any heat exposure,” Rosa urged quietly.
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David broke his lethal eye contact with Clara for a split second, nodding firmly at the loyal nanny who had saved his child’s life.
“Go, Rosa. I will handle the monster who shares my last name,” David whispered, his voice dripping with venomous finality.
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