Chapter 120. Dance of Shame

Elena’s POV

The air in the hall shifted and I took a step back. The bags Bella and the maids had dumped onto the floor were overflowing with proof. First, the photos. There were dozens; close-ups of Sara, many of them taken in private moments. Some were harmless enough, like her at a café or walking down the street. But others… my stomach turned. There were pictures of her lounging in a silk robe that barely covered anything, the neckline plunging dangerously, and she was looking straight at the camera with a smile that screamed seduction.

Then came the printed messages. I picked up one at random. It was a conversation between Sara and Ken, and the words made my blood boil:

[Sara: That new uniform suits you well.]

[Ken: Thank you, my lady.]

[Sara: I can’t help noticing how strong your arms and legs are. Do you work out often?]

[Ken: Fitness is part of the job, my lady. Helps me protect you better.]

[Sara: And a body like that… it coul