Chapter 2: The Return of the Heir
Chapter 2: The Return of the Heir
Before Elena could force her aching body off the floor, the heavy glass French doors of the foyer burst open with a resounding crash.
A tall man in a tailored black three-piece suit stepped into the hall. It was Julian Sterling, the billionaire real estate mogul and Victoria's only son. He had returned from his overseas business trip three days early.
The entire room fell into a suffocating silence. The surrounding staff members froze, holding their breath.
Victoria turned around sharply, the manic rage on her face instantly melting into a mask of maternal innocence. But Julian wasn't looking at his mother. His eyes were locked onto the floor.
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"Julian! Darling, you're early," Victoria stammered, her voice suddenly sweet. "Please, don't mind this. It’s not what it looks like. The help has just been incredibly clumsy today."
Julian didn't utter a word. His breath hitched as he stared at Elena. Food was smeared across her pale face. Her hands were shaking violently against her stomach, and she was feebly trying to wipe away her tears with a soaked, filthy sleeve.
