Chapter 10 - The Unseen Witness
Eleanor turned her gaze to Clara, her blue eyes narrowing in disgust.
"Excuse me?" Eleanor hissed. "Who allowed the maid to speak?"
Clara didn't flinch. She pulled her shoulders back, her hazel eyes locked onto Eleanor's face with cold, unwavering certainty.
"My name is Clara Vance," she said clearly. "Four years ago, I was the head pediatric nurse in the neonatal unit at St. Jude's Hospital."
Eleanor’s fake smile faltered for a fraction of a second. A flicker of subtle panic crossed her features before she quickly masked it.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Eleanor scoffed, waving her hand dismissively. "I've never seen you before in my life."
"You wouldn't remember me, Eleanor," Clara replied smoothly, taking a step toward her. "You were too busy instructing your private assistant to wire fifty thousand dollars to the hospital administration desk to scrub the records of your medical abandonment."
Mrs. Gable, the social worker, stopped writing in her binder. She looked up, her brow furrowing deeply.
"What did you just say, Miss Vance?" Mrs. Gable asked, her tone shifting instantly into professional alert.
"Four years ago, Eleanor Sterling signed a private non-disclosure agreement with St. Jude's private wing," Clara revealed, pulling a second document from her apron pocket—a certified copy bearing a red hospital notary stamp. "She explicitly stated in writing that she refused bonding contact with the newborns because she found them 'emotionally inconvenient' to her personal travel schedule."
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Eleanor’s face turned from cold ivory to a mottled, angry red.
"That's a lie!" Eleanor shrieked, her aristocratic composure shattering into raw rage. "She stole those records! Arthur, fire this woman immediately!"
