Millionaire arrives FURIOUS at his mansion and freezes when he sees what the maid did to his CHILDREN…-thaithao
Eugenia descended the steps, still unaware of the miracle. Her voice was sharp, confident, as always.
“That woman is violent. I saw her hitting Nico! And besides…” she said, raising her chin, “…she stole your mother’s ring. She has it in her purse.”
Marisol paled. She brought her hands to her mouth.
“I swear I didn’t, sir… I would never…”
Gael stood up slowly. And in that movement, something strange was noticeable: it wasn’t just the millionaire getting up. It was a father waking up.
“Hitting?” he repeated, looking at Eugenia. “Really?”
Eugenia opened the folder like a prosecutor.
“Of course! I came from the club, I heard shouting… Your children had marks. And look, I already have the paperwork ready. We’re going to send them to an institute in Switzerland, where they’ll be cared for by professionals and not… ignorant maids.”
Upon saying “maids,” Eugenia looked at Marisol as if she were dust.
Nico, who until that moment had only clung to Marisol’s leg, reacted. His face frowned. And, with an effort that seemed greater than he was, he let go and stood up again, trembling but firm.
Eugenia froze, her hand halfway up.
“What…?”
“Mean aunt,” Nico said with childlike clarity, pointing at her. “Don’t touch Mari.”
Emiliano also straightened up, leaning on Marisol’s thigh.
“Auntie pinches,” she added, as if she were saying “Auntie is tall” or “Auntie wears perfume.” “It hurts.”
Silence fell over the garden like a tombstone. Two words. An unvarnished truth.
Eugenia blinked rapidly, gasping for air, searching for a way out.
“Children make things up… they have imaginations…” she stammered, but her voice was no longer in control.
Gael felt an old nausea rise from his stomach. He remembered tears that Eugenia explained as “chronic pain.” He remembered how the twins fell silent the moment she entered. It wasn’t politeness. It was fear.
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