the pocket of her jeans. She unlocked the master bedroo

the corridor, blocking her path. He was

n arrogant scowl that perfe

n there?" Silas demanded.

a finger toward the stairs. "Go to the kitche

an order, and his weak, eager-to-please mot

. She didn't offer her usu

looked down at the boy who had been com

lene asked. Her voice was flat,

the lack of compliance. Then, his face turn

ensive Nintendo Switch onto the floor

ly off the walls. "You're a bad mom! Aunt Angelita is bet

e hallway ins

, Charlene's eyes turned to sha

t him. She didn't beg him to stop cryi

heel of her stiletto stepped right

the grand staircase and l

voice cracked like a whip

from the dining room, looki

back at Silas, who was sti

ne ordered coldly. "And go into his room and confi

t, torn between the absolute authority Dawson held over the household and the immediate, terrifying threat standing right in

he butler. The sheer force of her

o face my wrath immediately. Make your choice. Does my voice mean absolutely nothing i

ty, coupled with the real fear of losing his lucrative position

his mind. He charged at Charlene like a wild anim

. Her hand shot out and clamp

ueezed

a sharp pain shot up his arm. He tried to ya

her face level with his, her eyes

rd clearly, "I will throw you out the front door, and you can g

r's eyes and saw nothing but absolute, freezing i

ks. He wrenched his wrist free, turned around, and

l into a deathly silence. The maids hi

She brushed her hands toge

he stairs. "Tell the chef I