Chapter 9 - The Ledger
Arthur stared at her for a long, agonizing moment, recognizing the cold, calculating intelligence hidden behind the maid’s uniform. This wasn't a lucky coincidence or a vigilant employee. This was an ambush executed with surgical precision.
"Who are you?" Arthur whispered, the question hanging heavily between them like a shroud.
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"Someone who believes that every debt in this house eventually gets collected," Maya answered, her dark eyes locking onto his without a single flicker of fear.
She reached down, gently lifting the crystal glass of poisoned red wine out of his trembling hand and setting it safely away from the edge of the table. The immediate threat was neutralized, but the war for the Sterling estate had only just begun, and the foundation was already cracking beneath their feet.
