(Gods POV)

No matter how desperately Olivia cried and pleaded, she was completely powerless against the several bodyguards who dragged her away. Her voice echoed through the mansion halls as she struggled against their iron grip.

"Please! You can't do this! She's my daughter!" Olivia screamed, her voice breaking with desperation and terror.

Little Ava, held tightly by a stern-faced maid, cried even harder in overwhelming fear as she watched her mother ...