Chapter 12 - The Wrath of the Mother
Victoria stood over the fallen worker, her chest heaving violently with absolute, uncontrollable fury.
She pointed a shaking, accusing finger at the shattered glass and the ruined milk on the floor, her voice echoing loudly and aggressively in the vast room.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
Victoria screamed, her voice tearing through the air, completely blinded by her rage.
"That is my baby's milk! Are you completely insane?!"
She took an aggressive, intimidating step closer to the maid.
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"I will have you thrown into the street for this! I will have you arrested!"
Victoria continued to yell, breathing heavily, completely ready to physically drag the woman out of the house herself to protect the well-being of her son. The class divide had never been more apparent; to Victoria, the maid was simply a malfunctioning, dangerous piece of property.
