Chapter122:
Chapter 122:
Eva’s Point of View
The grip on Emily’s wrist was firm, unyielding, and for a moment, I thought she might lash out, but the hand holding her was not mine. I turned, my breath catching in my throat, to find none other than my father standing behind her. His tall, imposing figure blocked the doorway, his eyes fixed on Emily with a sharpness I hadn’t seen in years. His presence was both a comfort and a threat.
“Let go of her, Emily,” my father’s voice was low, but it held a warning that made my skin prickle. His gaze flicked to Sara, who was standing beside her mother, her face flushed with anger. “And you, Sara, don’t you dare try to stop me.”
Emily’s face twisted in fury as she tried to pull away, but my father’s grip was like iron. He didn’t even flinch as she struggled. “You will never raise a hand to my daughter again, do you understand me?” he continued, his voice growing colder with every word. “Eva is the queen of the Brown family, and this house, everything in it, b

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