The sharp sound of glass shattering echoed across the marble-floored living room. The once-soft atmosphere instantly shifted into one of heavy tension, thick enough to choke on.

“What is this?” came the voice that followed, cool but commanding, laced with irritation and absolute authority. It belonged to none other than Jessica

The maid standing near the grand white armchair trembled where she stood, her fingers curled tightly into her apron. Her eyes were fixed on the Ground, right ...