----
Danielle nced at the time and realized it was getting
late. "Alright," she replied with a nod.
At Hillside Bay, Polly was wrecking the living room in a fit of
rage, smashing everything in sight. What had once been a
pristine space now looked as if it had been plundered.
Her bloodshot eyes burned with fury as she screamed,
“That little bastard humiliated me in front of everyone! One
day, I’ll make him pay. He’s nothing but an emotionless
shell, and yet he thinks he can find a partner?
"I’ve been married into the Charrington family for decades,
yet those two old fools have always looked down on me. If
this is how they want to y, don’t me me for—"
“Mom, enough. Do you even know what you’re saying?"
Sebastian’s sharp voice cut through her tirade. He was
lounging on the sofa, unmoved by her outburst. Only when
her words threatened to cross a line did he intervene.
----
Polly froze at ker son’s words and
slowly cam €@ her senses. She
realized haw dangerously close she.
had coréto saying something that
could sa se irreparable harm. if
rae and Tara caught wind of what
shessaid, she would be finished.
----
"I got carried away," Polly replied after regaining her
composure.
Sebastian looked at Polly and rebuked, "Don’t say such
things again unless you want to lose your ce in this
family."
Polly nodded before turning to the trembling servants
cowering by the wall. She hissed, "If any of you dare utter a
word of this, think carefully about what might happen to
your loved ones."
Fear drained the color from the servants’ faces. Working in
an affluent household offered high wages, but it wasn’t
without its risks. Terrified, the maids stammered in unison,
“We understand, Mrs. Charrington. We won’t say a word."
"Stop standing around and clean this mess," Polly ordered
sharply, regaining her usual poise as though she hadn’t just
exploded in anger.
“Sebastian,e to the study with me," Polly said.
----
In the study, Polly took a sip of coffee before asking, "Did
you see Cheryl today?”
Sebastian’s gaze was dark and inscrutable as he picked up
on her meaning. "There wasn’t a chance to act today," he
said evenly. "But I’ll find an opportunity."
“Your aunt is locked up in the Nathor Pce. Who knows
how she’s being tortured?" Polly said with a heavy sigh.
She couldn’t even enter the Nathor Pce herself. It
seemed she had no choice but to seek help from
Charrington Manor.
----
Although she fadn’t attended the
party, word at that Logan and
Tara werevunlikely to side with here>
She had fs figure out how to sav&
her sigter as soon as possible, Her
eee and an idea began to
tak@ shape in her mind.
----
“Did you n to kidnap Danielle? Were you nning to use
her to threaten David into releasing Aunt Fiona?" Sebastian
asked, his voice cold and unfeeling.
“I have considered it," Polly admitted without hesitation.
Polly was usually sharp and shrewd, but when it came to
her family, she often lost her judgment. Logan and Tara
were clearly fond of Danielle. Targeting her now would be a
reckless move.
‘She’s off-limits—for now, at least," Sebastian warned.
“Grandpa and Grandma care about Danielle. Going after
her now will only backfire on you. If you want to save Aunt
Fiona, you’ll have to seek their help.”
Sebastian added, "Call Dad and ask him to go with you.
He’s their son, after all."
----
Polly figured Sebastian’s words
made sense There’s no use
panickingat this point. That little jerk
might seize this chance to humiliate
mea ain she thought. ’He’s just’as
unbearable as his dead mother.
Saaner orter, I’ll kick him@ut of
thé family for good.’
“Alright, you should get some rest,” Polly said, ncing at
her son before pulling out her phone to call Geoffrey.