Chapter 5 - The Maid Fearing For Her Daughter's Safety
I stepped forward from the shadows of the doorway, my knees trembling beneath my black maid's uniform.
“Mr. Cole, please... I am so sorry. She didn't mean any disrespect. I’ll take her back to the quarters right now,” I stammered.
Nathan turned his head, looking at me with a softening expression that quickly hardened into grim determination.
“You have nothing to apologize for, Elena. Your daughter just did something none of my advisors could do,” Nathan said softly.
He gently lifted Sophia onto his lap, ignoring Vanessa’s sharp gasp of outrage at the breach of social etiquette.
“Sophia, can you show Daddy the sign for what she put in here again?” Nathan asked the little girl gently.
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Sophia nodded solemnly, pinching her fingers over the wineglass rim and mimicking a slow, powdery dispersion.
The unmistakable gesture of administering a tasteless, odorless substance sent a chill straight down my spine.
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