Harrison's face twisted in rage as he glared at the head maid. "You're treating me like a slave in my own father's house!" he thundered. "I won't stand for it!"
Piper's smile grew wider, clearly enjoying the spectacle.
But then, Lyra appeared at the top of the stairs, and Harrison's anger reached a boiling point.
"LYRA!" he bellowed, his voice echoing off the walls. "You're behind this, aren't you? You're punishing me, but this? Treating me like a servant in my own home? That's crossing a line!"
Lyra's expression was calm, but her eyes flashed with warning.
"Ah, Harrison," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "You know I'll do whatever it takes to make myself happy. I'm the Chairperson."
Harrison's eyes blazed with fury. "You're a thief, Lyra!" he spat. "You've stolen my inhe
