Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1003

After Pamela lost her grip on reality, Helen took charge of the household, naturally asserting her dominance over everyone.

Whatever Helen commanded, they did without question!

Though these two maids were initially hired by Clayton, they had long been swayed by Helen's influence.

Pamela's once-loyal confidantes were either dead or incapacitated, all discreetly removed from the Hawkins estate by Helen.

Seated at the head of the dining table, Helen regarded the maids with a chilling detachment, her gaze fixed upstairs.

Moments later, Pamela came rushing down, panic written all over her face,

"Where's Irene? Have you seen my Irene? Where could she be? She's not at home!"

The kneeling servants remained silent, as Helen glanced at the shattered porcelain mug beside her, eyeing Pamela coldly,

"I know where your daughter is. Come here, and I'll tell you."

Pamela's eyes lit up, falling right into the trap as she hurried over,

"You do? Where's my Irene?"

As she spoke, her foot found the broken porcelain!

The shards pierced through her soft shoes, injuring Pamela's foot.

She twisted in pain and fell, her hands landing on the sharp porcelain, blood instantly pooling from several cuts.

Pamela's reaction was childlike, tears flowing freely as she cried from the pain,

"It hurts, it hurts, waaah, it hurts..."

The maids watched impassively, offering no comfort.

After a brief moment of weeping, Pamela looked up at Helen again, "Where's Irene? My Irene?"

Helen's malice was palpable as she cruelly stated, "She's dead!"

Pamela's eyes widened in shock,

"Liar! All of you, liars, waaah, liars..."

Overwhelmed by grief, Pamela lashed out in a frenzy, "My Irene isn't dead, waaah, my Irene isn't dead!"

Caught off guard, the maids were struck before they could react, their hair pulled, their faces scratched.

Helen, too, received a vicious bite.

Enraged but cautious not to hit Pamela's face, Helen aimed for her wound,

"How dare you bite me! You're asking for it!"

Her foot struck Pamela's injured knee, and Pamela fell with a thud.

She landed among the broken porcelain!

As she reflexively tried to lift her hand, a high heel pressed down on it, brutally forcing her back onto the sharp fragments!

Helen's face twisted with fury as she ground Pamela's hand under her stiletto heel, forcing the porcelain deeper, piercing through flesh and bone!