Venomous Rage

Sprawled on the hard stone ground, Maeve glared at Hazel with the sheer, venomous intensity of a cornered viper. Her cheek still stung sharply from the housekeeper's brutal slap, but that physical pain was nothing compared to the boiling anger in her chest. In her deranged, furious mind, this tiny child was the sole, direct reason for her current, absolute ruin. The Sinclair family’s sudden, bruta