The maid’s eyes narrowed, lips curling into a predator’s grin before twisting into a fake, pitiful sob. She slammed herself backward against the wall, scraping her arm deliberately against a sharp corner, a crimson line appearing instantly.
“You b***h!” she screamed, her voice slicing through the room like a blade. She fell to the floor, clutching her head. “Help! She attacked me!”
The door burst open.
Guards rushed in, their boots thundering like war drums, weapons half-drawn.
“What the f**k is going on?” one demanded, eyes flicking between the sobbing maid on the floor and Gaia standing frozen, clutching her bag of stolen jewelry, lips parting in shock.
“Don’t you dare—” Gaia started, stepping back.
“She tried to kill me!” the maid wailed, tears streaming down her cheeks, mixing wi
