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Elsa sat slumped against the wall, unable to see the screen but hearing every sound from the video. Her fingers twisted tightly in her clothes, her body trembling like a leaf in a storm. She couldn’t even tell whether it was fear or hatred consuming her.

But one thought burned in her mind: Simon had told her the Bale family valued privacy. There had never been cameras inside the main house. So how could her actions have been caught on film?

Zoey and the others were too sharp not to notice the doubt flickering across her face. In truth, there *hadn’t* been cameras before. But after Mary’s birthday banquet, when Wen Ying had tried to ruin Lily and then attempted to pin the blame back on her, they had decided precautions were necessary. With their foolish grandson still dragging Elsa into the house from time to time, they feared more schemes. And so, surveillance had been installed.

None of them felt the need to explain that to Elsa.

“I didn’t… I-”

*Smack!*

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cracked across her cheek

the truth until you’re staring at your own coffin, will you? The video showed it plainly—you tried to hurt Lily. What

to—I didn’t

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slapped her again, even harder. “Not on purpose? Don’t tell me Lily forced you to sneak up behind her

garbage. Elsa, you

swollen, pitiful face only fueled Mary’s fury. Thinking of that moment on the video, when Lily and the child she carried had nearly

more vicious than the last, Elsa’s face, already swollen like a steamed bun, grew redder and

in shock all night, ever

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Elsa’s broken, pain–filled cries that snapped

You can’t do this

*Smack!*

Tomorrow we’re doing a paternity test. Whether you’re my son or not, hear me well–if you dare keep clinging to this slut, you can get out of my

eyes widened, disbelief crashing into him harder. than the sting on his cheek. “Mom… how

despair only thickened when he saw her fisted hand still tangled in Elsa’s hair, striking her again and

couldn’t help pleading, “Mom, please stop!