Chapter 2: The Perfect Mask Cracks
Marcus didn’t confront Cassandra immediately.
Instead, he watched.
Every camera. Every room. Every hour.
And what he saw shattered the illusion completely.
The loving fiancée everyone adored didn’t exist behind closed doors.
Cassandra isolated Lily.
She whispered things into her ears—things Marcus couldn’t always hear, but the effects were clear.
Lily stopped speaking.
Stopped smiling.
Stopped being a child.
One afternoon, Marcus watched as Cassandra grabbed Lily’s wrist too tightly, her nails digging into the child’s skin.
“Don’t embarrass me in front of your father,” she hissed.
Marcus’s vision went red.
But still… he didn’t act.
Not yet.
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Because Marcus Vale didn’t destroy enemies with anger.
He destroyed them with precision.
