Chapter 9 - THE FORCED EVICTION
Mark lunged forward in blind fury, his hands curling into tight fists as he charged toward the edge of the bed.
"You can't kick me out! This is my wife and my child!" Mark roared, spitting with uncontrollable rage.
Agent Miller stepped in front of Clara instantly, his solid frame blocking Mark with immovable precision.
"Step back, sir. You are trespassing in a restricted private wing owned by the Vance Family Trust," Miller warned coldly.
Two additional security guards rushed into the room, grabbing Mark by his shoulders and arms with iron grips.
"Get your hands off me! Let me go! Clara, tell them to stop this insanity!" Mark screamed, thrashing wildly.
Elena screamed in horror as her son was physically restrained and dragged backward toward the hallway.
"You'll pay for this, you ungrateful witch!" Elena shrieked at Clara as she was pushed out the door.
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Clara didn't even blink, watching them leave with the chilling detachment of an executioner watching a condemned pair.
The heavy hospital door swung shut, locking automatically behind the departing guards with a reassuring metallic click.
