Then everything changed in an instant.
Grace’s body stiffened.
The sharp sound of high heels echoed against the stone path.
Victoria appeared, flawless in her cream silk dress. Her voice sliced through the air.
“I pay you to clean, not to pretend you’re their mother.”
The boys immediately clung to Grace’s legs.
Victoria snapped her fingers impatiently.
“Now.”
When the boys didn’t obey, Victoria seized Oliver by the arm, making him cry out in pain. Grace reacted instantly, stepping forward.
“Please—don’t pull him. You’ll hurt him.”
Victoria lifted her hand.
That was when Jonathan emerged.
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“Victoria,” he said calmly. “What’s happening?”
The anger vanished from her face, replaced by a carefully rehearsed smile. “My love! I was disciplining Grace. She’s been terribly irresponsible.”
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