Chapter 13 - The Mask Falls Off
For several seconds, absolute silence gripped the laundry room. Adrien stepped fully across the threshold, his voice cutting through the heavy air like frozen steel.
“Khloe... what is the meaning of this?”
The color drained entirely from Khloe’s face. The venomous snarl vanished in a microsecond, replaced frantically by her trademark theatrical smile as she spun around to face him.
“Adrien! Baby! You’re... you’re back early!” Khloe stammered, rushing forward with open arms, her voice pitching up into an artificial, sweet whine. “You should have told me your flight changed! I was just... just dealing with a very difficult, incompetent employee who refuses to follow simple instructions.”
Adrien didn't raise his arms to hug her. He stood completely rigid, his dark eyes shifting slowly from Khloe’s panicked expression to the elderly maid kneeling by the laundry basket.
“That’s the way you speak to people who work here?” Adrien asked, his voice dangerously low, trembling with mounting shock. “That’s how you treat human beings behind closed doors?”
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“She made a mistake, Adrien! You don't understand how stressful wedding planning is!” Khloe defended herself frantically, waving a dismissive hand toward the staff. “Everyone here knows I expect excellence!”
None of the employees spoke, but their eyes spoke volumes, confirming every ugly detail of the truth.
