Just then, Martha and Chloe stormed into the room in anger.
I frowned—this room was strictly forbidden to outsiders. I was about to drive them out when Chloe slapped me hard across the face. My head slammed against the glass of the incubation chamber, and my vision went black.
Chloe looked down on me with a sneer, her hands on her hips.
“So this is where you’ve been hiding?”
“This morning, I heard there was a new maid in the house. Turns out it’s you?”
“Trying to take our place? I’ll teach you a lesson today.”
Martha’s eyes were full of rage as she yanked my hair and slapped me repeatedly. My nose bled, and stars danced before my eyes.
“You little slut, this is our home. Who gave you permission to come in here?” Chloe snarled.
“And you dare to steal my things?”
She ripped the emerald earring from my ear, tearing flesh as she yanked it free.
“This is mine…” I gasped.
Chloe’s eyes turned cold.
“Yours? A while ago, my brother asked what kind of jewelry girls liked. I told him about these earrings, and he flew all the way to France to bid on them. And you dare to claim they’re yours?”