Chapter 8
That night, all hell broke loose across the hall.
“Get her out! Get this slut OUT of my house!”
Vivian hurled the maid’s suitcase down the hallway, then slapped her across the face.
Ryan rushed in and pulled the maid behind him.
“Vivian, what’s your problem? Lucy’s pregnant! If something happens to her, you’re done!”
Vivian’s face twisted in rage.
“I sacrificed everything for you! I gave you two sons! This is how you repay me?!”
Ryan shot a cold glance at the boys in the living room.
“Vanessa won’t let her sons call me Dad. And you gave me those two.”
“KILL OUR DYNASTY? Let House Winter rot in its own cold tomb?!”
The yelling didn’t stop.
Eventually, community security came to mediate.
Ryan stormed off with the pregnant maid.
But the screaming didn’t stop.
“Why?! Why are you my sons?!”
Then came a shriek–sharp, chilling.
“It hurts! It HURTS! Help! Somebody help!” I grabbed my phone and called the police.
Ten minutes later, five officers arrived at the door.
“Open up! This is the police!”
Vivian opened the door slowly, glaring.
“What do you want? I didn’t break the law.”
But one glance inside made the officers push her aside and rush in.
I watched through the security feed.
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Jonah lay on the floor, bleeding from the head. A dent in his skull.
Jacob knelt beside him, pressing a towel to his head.
“Officer! Please help! She tried to kill my brother!”
Paramedics were called. Jonah was rushed to the hospital.
Vivian was escorted out in handcuffs, still snarling.
But the real shock came later–when I found out Jacob had been live streaming the entire thing
After our brief encounter that day, he’d bought a hidden camera. He wore it everywhere.
The footage went viral.
Local forums, short video apps–it was everywhere.
Vivian was caught on tape, screaming, “I told you! I don’t have money! Treat him or don’t, I don’t care!”
A doctor pleaded with her.
“We can save him if we operate now-
“Let him die. That’d be better.”
One of the officers actually clenched his fists.
“You’re his mother. How could you-
“Mother? If it weren’t for those two freaks, would I be like this?”
“Let them die! Both of them should die!”
Then she collapsed to the hospital floor, sobbing hysterically.
But it was too late.
The world had seen her for what she truly was.
