The hallway was bright and cold.
Victoria stood in her expensive shimmering gold dress near the tall framed picture.
She held a heavy cane in her right hand.
Ethan sat quietly in his wheelchair across from her.
He kept his hands firmly on the armrests of his chair.
Victoria adjusted her diamond ring and looked down at him with a cruel smile.
She thought nobody was listening to her quiet words.
She stepped closer to his wheelchair with a sharp glance.
Ethan did not flinch or look away from her eyes.
He had spent six months listening to people talk around him.
Everyone believed he could not move his legs after the highway crash.
The car crash had ruined his family business empire overnight.
Victoria had promised to stay by his side during his long recovery.
Instead she slowly took control of his estate and bank accounts.
She thought his mind and body were completely broken forever.
Now she was ready to leave him for someone richer.
She bent down until her face was inches away from his face.
Her voice was sharp like glass in the quiet house.
She told him that his life as a wealthy man was over.
Ethan kept his jaw tight and held his breath.
He remembered the day his car went off the steep road.
He remembered the strange phone call he received right before the brakes failed.
Victoria laughed softly as she leaned back against the wall.
She thought she had won every single piece of his fortune.
She did not notice the young maid standing down the hall.
Sarah watched from behind the wooden doorframe with wide eyes.
Sarah had worked in the mansion for three years.
She knew Victoria was hiding dangerous secrets from the family lawyer.
Sarah took a deep breath and prepared to step forward.