Chapter 65
The door slammed behind with a force that shook the walls.
Carter stormed into the estate, his robes flaring behind him wildly. The servants shrank back into the walls too afraid to speak, too wise to be seen. His fists trembled with rage. The humiliation he just faced was enough to have him blind with anger.
"Where is she?" he snapped.
The servants whimpered, the air filled with their pathetic scared scents. Veronica's right hand maid rushed out, panicking.
"My lord….surely there must be." She didn't get to complete her words as Carter slapped her so hard she fell to the ground.
Her cheeks imprinted with his large hand prints,
"Where is my daughter?" He asked again and the girl pointed towards the door shakily.
Carter wasted no time. He kicked the door such force it cracked at the hinges.
Veronica jerked upright from her seat by the window, startled. A goblet of wine in her hand trembled before tipping over, red spilling across the white rug.
