Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407 Punishment

Chapter 407 Punishment

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Tania stared at him like she was looking at a little demon.

“You…”

She swallowed hard, her throat tight.

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“You hurt me on purpose like this–aren’t you scared I’ll call the cops?”

The moment the word “cops” left her mouth, Kaleb flinched as if struck. He dropped the in his hand, his eyes blazing, and lunged at her.

toy

Caught off guard, she stumbled back as he slammed her into the wall. Her spine hit hard.

“Hiss-

Kaleb shoved forward, his small hands gripping her waist, trying to pin her there. But he was just a kid–his strength wasn’t enough.

She pushed him off with a bit of force.

“Ahhh! Waaaah!”

Kaleb collapsed on the floor, rubbing his face into the carpet as he wailed at the top of his lungs.

The sudden outburst startled her, freezing her in place.

“You-!”

But Kaleb’s eyes sparkled with triumph. Hearing footsteps outside, he kept up the sobbing act, lips quivering.

Bang!

“Kaleb, what happened?”

Shannon burst through the door, with Henry right behind her.

He scooped Kaleb into his arms at once. “Kaleb? What’s wrong? Tell me.”

Kaleb nestled against his chest, shivering as though heartbroken. His small voice cracked between sobs. “Tania pushed me! She said I’m a bad kid, and she was gonna call the cops on

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me!”

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Tears soaked into Henry’s expensive suit as Kaleb buried himself deeper, playing the victim.

Tania froze, panic rising. She stammered out, “Mr. and Mrs. Ember, it’s not like that, I-”

Smack!

Shannon’s hand cracked across her face, not even giving her the chance to explain.

Her face twisted, sharp and cruel. “Tania Fowl, you’d better remember–you’re just a maid we hired. And you dare say you’ll call the cops on my son?!”

Shannon’s slap hit ten times harder than Kaleb’s shove. Tania could feel her right cheek swelling almost instantly, burning hot beneath her trembling hand.

“Ma’am, it was Kaleb–he tried to throw blocks at me. I just wanted to scare him a little … ”

Her shoulders hunched, her voice shaking.

Shannon only grew angrier, stepping in close. “Scare him? Someone as low as you thinks you have the right to scare him? What if you traumatize my son? If he throws blocks at you, let him! We have plenty of money. If anything breaks, we’ll pay for it.”

She turned, clutching Henry’s arm as if delivering a formal complaint. “Look at the kind of person you brought into this house!”

Tania’s heart dropped to the floor. Her eyes darted nervously to Henry, begging for even a trace of fairness.

He was calmer than Shannon, but his face was dark.

Henry had always kept up a polished, steady image in public–but he wouldn’t tolerate someone he saw as “beneath him” laying a hand on his son.

“Tania, apologize to Kaleb. And your paycheck this month is cut in half.”

His tone was like steel.

Her heart seized.

With no time to think, she fell to her knees with a thud. “Mr. Ember, I’ll apologize to Kaleb, but please don’t take my pay! My son is still in the hospital, waiting for surgery. I can’t—”

“Enough. You made a mistake. This is your punishment.”

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Henry stared down coldly, his voice cutting through her pleas.

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The weight of that icy gaze drained her of all strength; she collapsed on the floor like a broken doll.

Kaleb slipped out of Henry’s arms, strutting over to her. His grin was smug, his eyes glittering. “See? I told you–what could you possibly do, even if Mom and Dad knew?”

He pressed his spotless sneaker down on her hand.

“Mom, I don’t wanna play with toys anymore. I wanna watch TV in your room.” Kaleb looked up, eyes wide and innocent, holding out both arms.

Shannon’s face softened instantly. “I’m pregnant, so let Dad carry you.”

“Come on, Kaleb,” Henry said, lifting Kaleb easily into his arms.

The three of them walked out together like a picture–perfect family. Shannon lingered a moment longer. Just before stepping out, she turned her head. Her eyes cut sharp and cold into Tania’s ghost–white face. “Pick up the toys. Then get back to your storage room.”

With a dismissive snort, she lifted her chin high and swept out.

Tania stayed frozen on the floor, staring blankly at the empty doorway. Her neck felt like a rusted hinge as she slowly lifted her head toward where they’d gone.

Her monthly pay was 20 grand. With that, plus what little savings she had, she could just barely cover the surgery her son needed at the end of the month. Henry had promised to cover the smaller hospital bills, but never the surgery. Now, with half her pay gone, she was short ten grand.

Where could she ever find that money?

Her arms wrapped around herself, her body curling in. She was already old, already broken by the loss of one child years ago. The tiny spark of hope she’d found for her son’s future had just been stomped out by that boy.

Her face, weathered and worn like bark, twisted in grief as two tears carved down her cheeks, dripping silently to the floor.