Chapter 2 - Liam Confronts Eleanor At The Grand Mansion Staircase
The air in the grand mansion foyer grew thick with an icy, unbearable tension as Liam held Emily tightly against his chest.
He didn't break eye contact with Eleanor, whose cold, aristocratic silhouette towered over the ornate upper balcony.
The massive American flag hanging majestically on the wall behind them rustled faintly in the draft of the open double doors.
Liam’s jaw tightened into a rigid line of pure, unadulterated fury as he stared up at the woman who had just tried to murder the love of his life.
“You crossed a line tonight that you can never come back from, Eleanor,” Liam warned, his voice vibrating with suppressed rage.
Eleanor raised her chin, adjusting the lapels of her finely tailored navy blue suit with a chilling, detached composure.
“You are making a dramatic scene over nothing, Liam, driven by the hysteria of a foolish girl,” Eleanor retorted coldly.
“Trying to throw an innocent woman down a flight of marble stairs isn't a mistake; it’s attempted murder,” Liam fired back.
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Eleanor merely turned her back on them, retreating into the shadowed hallways of the upper estate without a single shred of remorse.
Liam lowered his gaze to Emily, his expression softening instantly into one of deep, tender protection.
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