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Small pieces that could slip through easily. That would be scattered across Alina’s bedroom floor.
That would be found tomorrow morning when the staff cleaned.
That would look like Alina had destroyed Junior’s toy in a fit of jealousy or rage or instability.
Clarissa pushed the last piece through, then stood, staring at the door with satisfaction.
Tomorrow morning, when Junior cried about his missing Optimus, they would search. And they would find the evidence in Alina’s room.
Evidence that the woman who claimed to love Junior was actually cruel enough to destroy a gift she herself had given.
Evidence of instability. Jealousy. Manipulation.
Exactly what Rachel Chen had warned about. Exactly what the Blackwoods needed to completely discredit Alina in any custody battle.
And the best part? Alina didn’t even know it was happening.
Clarissa walked back to her room with light, victorious steps.
Inside, she disposed of the empty plastic bag, washed her hands thoroughly, then sat on the edge of the bed.
Stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror.
Makeup already removed. Hair tied simply. A conservative nightgown, unlike the lingerie that had been wasted three nights ago.
But her eyes gleamed with something dangerous.
Triumph.
“You think you’re clever, Alina,” she whispered to her reflection, as if Alina could hear. “You think you can fight back. Get a lawyer. Plan your escape.”
Clarissa had heard the whispers from the staff. Had seen the way Mrs. Helen was protective of Alina. Had noticed the phone missing from Daniel’s inventory.
She wasn’t stupid.
She knew Alina was planning something.
But whatever that plan was, Clarissa would make sure it was destroyed before it could even begin.
“Tomorrow morning,” Clarissa whispered to her reflection, her smile widening, “everything changes. And you won’t know what hit you.”
She turned off the light and lay down on the large, empty bed.
Sleep came easily. No guilt. No hesitation.
Just the satisfaction of a plan executed perfectly.
In the room across the corridor, Alina lay awake in bed.
Unable to sleep despite it being past midnight. Mind too busy with the conversation with Rachel. With the plan slowly taking shape. With hope that was dangerous but real.
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She didn’t hear Clarissa in the corridor. Didn’t hear the plastic pieces being pushed under her door in the darkness.
Didn’t know that while she was planning freedom, her enemy was planning destruction.
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