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Chapter 349
Chapter 349:
The words landed like a physical blow.
June’s gaze turned utterly dark. The ambient temperature in the parking garage seemed to plummet. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper — and all the more terrifying for it.
“If you dare mention my parents one more time,” June said, each word precise and deliberate, “every small, disgusting dream you have ever had will shatter instantly p>
The sheer, predatory stillness radiating from her petite frame was enough. Richard, Martha, and Alycia each took an involuntary step backward, instinct overriding arrogance.
June did not spare them another glance. She turned, opened the door of the Maybach, and slid into the back seat with the quiet, unhurried composure of someone who had already won.
𝘖𝘳ga𝘯𝘪𝗓𝘦 𝗒𝘰𝗎𝗿 𝗹i𝘣𝗿a𝗿𝘺 oո.соm
The massive, armored Maybach glided to a perfectly smooth stop in front of the towering glass facade of the most exclusive residential skyscraper in Manhattan.
June stepped out into the cool night air. She walked through the grand lobby with her face an impenetrable mask of ice, pressed her thumb to the biometric scanner in the private elevator, and rode the steel box upward in silence until the doors slid open with a soft hiss.
She stepped into the massive, sprawling penthouse.
For four years, she had lived here under the title of “Mrs. Compton.” Now, looking at the priceless artwork and the custom Italian furniture, she felt nothing but a hollow, freezing wasteland in her chest.
Mrs. Lynch, the head housekeeper, hurried out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her pristine apron, her eyes filled with genuine concern.
“Madam,” Mrs. Lynch said softly. “You must be exhausted. Shall I have the chef prepare a light dinner for you p>
June stopped in the center of the living room and shook her head. Her voice was perfectly calm, but the words she spoke hit the housekeeper like a physical blow.
“Call the interior staff immediately,” June commanded. “I want every single personal item I own moved out of the master bedroom. Pack it all and move it to the guest room at the very end of the east corridor p>
Mrs. Lynch froze. Her eyes widened, and her breath hitched in her throat.
“Madam…” Mrs. Lynch stammered, her hands trembling slightly. “Are you… are you and Mr. Compton separating p>
June’s eyes were completely devoid of warmth. She looked at the older woman with absolute detachment.
“I am no longer the mistress of this house, Mrs. Lynch,” June stated, her tone leaving zero room for argument. “Do exactly as I said p>
Mrs. Lynch did not dare ask another question. She bowed her head quickly and practically ran down the hall to summon the night staff.
Ten minutes later, June stood in the center of the cavernous master bedroom.