The Millionaire Faked an Accident to Test His Fiancée and Twins — Then the Maid Did the Unthinkable

Marcus nodded. “That’s all I ask.”

8. The Humane Ending Cassandra Didn’t Expect
Months passed.

The court case moved like court cases do: slow, grinding, hungry for documents and patience. Cassandra’s lawyers tried to spin a story about emotional distress, about betrayal, about a cruel billionaire “testing” a woman until she broke.

Some outlets bought it for a day.

Then the recordings emerged.

Not just the one from the bedroom.

Naomi had done something else, something that made Marcus’s chest ache when he realized it.

She’d started recording days earlier.

Not because she wanted revenge.

Because she wanted protection.

For the twins.

For Marcus.

For herself.

The recordings weren’t dramatic. They were worse: calm cruelty, casual threats, the kind of verbal violence that feels normal when you live inside it.

The court listened. The public listened. Cassandra’s world shrank.

Marcus didn’t feel satisfaction watching her fall.

He felt grief.

Not for Cassandra, exactly, but for the years he’d wasted believing polish was the same thing as goodness.

At the sentencing hearing, Cassandra stood in a tailored suit, hair perfect, eyes sharp. She looked like she’d stepped out of a magazine and into a nightmare.

When the judge read the consequences—financial penalties, probation, restraining orders, loss of access—Cassandra’s jaw clenched as if she could bite her way out of reality.

Then, unexpectedly, Cassandra’s eyes flicked toward Naomi in the gallery.

For a moment, Cassandra looked like she wanted to spit.

Then her gaze shifted to the twins sitting beside Naomi, small in their dress clothes, eyes solemn.

Something flickered in Cassandra’s face.

Not remorse.

Not love.

But a thin, startling recognition: the realization that the children she had treated as inconveniences were still here, still held, still protected.

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