Aurora's POV. 85.
“What the hell did you put in the soup?” Luther growled, his voice cutting through the air like a blade.
“Sir... I didn’t do anything,” Ruby stammered, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about... I just made the soup and brought it for her...”
“Sir, please... you have to believe me,” she pleaded, her voice shaking. “In fact—one of the maids was there. You can ask her too!” Her desperate eyes darted around the room, searching for support from Mother or Maya. But none of them said a word.
Luther took a threatening step closer. His voice dropped lower, colder. Deadly.
“If I find out you lied...” he said, pausing just long enough for his words to sink in, “you’ll be dead. You’ll make your husband an unexpected widower.”
Ruby's mou
