Stunned by this unexpected turn of events, Vicki stammered, âHow⦠How did you manage to get in?â
Turning back to face Vicki, Nicole replied calmly, âTimes have changed, Miss Hampton.
â
âWhat⦠What do you mean?â Confounded by Nicoleâs cryptic response, Vickiâs mind raced with a myriad of unsettling possibilities, but she pushed them aside.
How could this be happening? She prided herself on her meticulous cover-ups and flawless facade.
âListen up, Vicki.
â Nicoleâs voice cut through the tension like a sharpened blade.
âIf so much as a hair on Austin or his nanny is harmed, youâll wish you never crossed paths with me.
â
Observing Nicoleâs resolute demeanor, Vicki couldnât help but feel a twinge of unease.
Vickiâs malice knew no bounds.
She possessed a determination that bordered on ferocity for her own objectives.
Nicole understood all too well that individuals like Vicki would stop at nothing to achieve their goals, even if it meant resorting to unspeakable acts of cruelty.
Vickiâs astonishment morphed into disbelief, wondering what Nicole had up her sleeve.
The nerve of Nicole being so c@@ky in front of Jarrodâs mansion, her future husbandâs home baffled her.
Vickiâs disdain for Nicole swelled.
âWho do you think you are, making such claims? You canât even fend for yourself.
â
Vickiâs derisive snort punctuated the air.
âQuit your boasting.
Arenât you afraid of choking on your own words?â
Nicoleâs enigmatic response only added to Vickiâs bewilderment.
âWeâll see,â she commented cryptically.
âWhat are you trying to say?â Vicki demanded, her confusion deepening.
Nicoleâs words were shrouded in mystery, leaving Vicki utterly perplexed.
Nicoleâs smile widened, exuding quiet confidence.
âVicki, mark my words.
Youâll come to regret this.
â
âRegret?â Vicki scoffed, her tone laced with scorn.
âI think youâre the one whoâll be doing the regretting.
Youâre missing out on the chance to see your son.
â
Deciding it was futile to engage in further argument at the doorstep, Vicki swiftly pressed the panic button on the door, summoning the security guards.
âWhere are the security guards? Hurry up and remove this woman from the premises,â she commanded, arms crossed in anticipation of the unfolding drama.
The security guards arrived promptly, but their demeanor toward Nicole was markedly different.
âMiss Lawrence, how may we assist you?â they inquired respectfully.
Word had spread among the villaâs staff that Nicole was to be the new lady of the house, and they treated her with the deference befitting her new role.
Vicki had been permitted to visit the villa to see Austin previously, but staying overnight was never an option.
Even on rainy days, Jarrod insisted on Vickiâs departure, instructing the driver to escort her back.
Vickiâs frustration simmered as she confronted the unfamiliar security guards.
They had addressed Nicole with due respect, leaving her wondering whether they had mistaken Nicole for her.
âHey, Iâm here.
Are you blind or what?â Vicki snapped, her discontent palpable.
She felt these guards were incompetent, failing even to fix the broken access control and mistaking Nicole for her.
With this thought, Vicki pondered the inexplicable hiring decision of the Schultz family, and couldnât help but feel a surge of indignation.
Why was the Schultz family employing such incompetent individuals?