Chapter 14:

“Mr. Wright,” the butler called, approaching with the brassie in hand.

The brassie was a solid piece of metal.

A wave of uncontrollable fear washed over Belinda at the sight of it, causing her to step back instinctively. She was intimately familiar with the severe pain the brassie could inflict.

Baker advanced toward Belinda, brandishing the brassie menacingly.

He stood before her, hoisting the brassie above his head, poised to deliver a punishing blow.

At that moment, a hand shot out and grasped Baker’s wrist to stop him.

Baker, caught off guard, hadn’t expected Belinda to have the courage to stop him.

As he opened his mouth to say something, Belinda snatched the brassie from his grasp.

brassie onto the floor,

sharp crack echoed through the silent

broken brassie to the floor, her expression stoic, yet the emotions

shattered the

had haunted her for

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the spacious living room

the broken brassie on the floor, his

his gaze to Belinda, his eyes burning with disbelief and anger. “You’ve turned against your own family!

he lifted his hand to strike Belinda, a firm voice

command echoed

the staircase were two

way was Carola Wright, Baker’s wife, donned in a dark blue dress. Her demeanor was poised, and

her forties but looked younger

a white dress, exuding charm

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