The Stolen Heiress: Claimed by her Father's Ruthless Enemy. novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45: The New Maid: Proof of the past.

"You are...?" I carefully asked the woman who made the room look like paradise. It smelled so fresh like a spring morning with blooming flowers. I could also smell the scent of clear chicken broth soup combined with something else I couldn’t tell, but it smelled so rich and delicious.

"I am the new house maid. My name is Victoria, ma’am," she said, curtsying.

"Where is Ms. Rita?" I asked.

"She has resigned due to some personal issue," the maid said.

Ms. Rita resigned and she didn’t tell me?

Signing in disappointment, I climbed down from the bed and sat down at the table where the scent of the delicious broth soup was coming from.

"Would you like some, ma’am?" Victoria asked. It was too early to pour some soup into my stomach, but I couldn’t say no. I really wanted to taste the soup and see if it was as delicious as it smelled.

"Yes," I said. She gently pushed the tray closer to me, then uncovered the dish.

"It will help you relax, ma’am."

As I was about to shove a spoonful into my mouth, a thought flashed through my mind. I didn’t know this woman. She came suddenly and is serving me soup. Why did Ms. Rita suddenly resign and the immediate replacement of someone new?

"Would you like me to eat first?" she asked, after noticing my suspicion.

"Yes," I said and pushed the tray to her. She ate two spoonfuls of the soup and smiled.

"Eat it all," I said. I didn’t know why I was being like that but this Victoria, there was something quite off about her.

She emptied the bowl and put it down.

"Would you like me to bring some for you now?" she asked and I could hear the amusement in her tone.

I tried to look her in the eyes, but couldn’t. It was as if her sea green eyes could see right through me and into my soul. The intensity in them made me nervous.

She was beautiful but in a different way. Her long, wavy white hair reminded me of mine. She looked young, but her eyes held some kind of wisdom beyond year.

"No," I said. "You can leave."

The maid left me alone. And once the door closed behind her, I stood up and walked out of the room to Alexander’s bedroom. I haven’t forgotten what he promised last night.

He wasn’t in the room. Has he left for work already? Without wasting time, I rushed to his study.

Getting there, I found him sitting at the desk. The room was dim as always, and as usual, he didn’t look up to acknowledge my presence. His whole attention was focused on the computer in front of him. He seemed busy. I quietly shut the door behind me and stood there, gathering the courage to speak.

"You said you would give me proof today. I am here for it."

"Sit," he said flatly without looking up from the computer.

I swallowed and walked to the chair across from him. Sitting down, I noticed the laptop on the desk in front of me, but I didn’t think much about it and waited for him to say or do something.

After some time, Alexander opened one of the desk drawers and pulled out a small USB drive. He slid it across the table toward me.

"Insert it," he ordered.

I picked it up. I could feel my fingers starting to tremble as I slid the drive into the laptop. My heart was racing wildly inside my chest. I wasn’t prepared enough for this.

Soon, the screen flickered on, and a video file popped up.

"Let me know if you recognize anyone," he said calmly.

I nodded, my throat tightening as I turned my attention to the screen.

A video began to play.

The footage was grainy and the quality was poor. But I could immediately tell it was the building he had taken me to a day ago, the same corner to be precise.

I held my breath as the scene began to unfold.

A little boy who seemed to be thirteen suddenly appeared on the screen. He was tied to a chair with a long chain. Tears flowed down his eyes as he screamed and trashed himself against the chair.

Opposite him was a woman laying on the floor, about six men surrounded her, stripping her naked. The woman struggled, fighting to free herself, but she was no match for them. And soon she was laying naked.

"No... please stop... Don’t hurt her please!!!" The little boy screamed, his voice filled with fear and pain. The men only laughed.

"Any more words from you, you will join her, you little piece of trash," one of the men warned as he unfastened his belt. His hair was golden and he had a satisfactory smug on his face as he watched the weak woman in front of him. He licked his lips and positioned himself in between her legs. The woman tried to push him away a few times, but her hands were grabbed and pinned down by another man. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

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