I Saved My Wealthy Boss From Her Abusive Husband, Only to Learn Her Darkest Secret

The Price of Secrets

For a long, agonizing moment, the penthouse was completely silent except for Evelyn's ragged breathing. Clara lowered the mop, her hands shaking. "Are you okay, ma'am? We need to call the police right now," Clara whispered, reaching for her phone. But to her utter bewilderment, Evelyn lunged forward and snatched the phone straight out of Clara's hand.

"No! No police!" Evelyn gasped, her eyes wide with panic. She looked down at Edward, who was starting to groan, stirring on the floor. Evelyn grabbed Clara by the shoulders, her grip surprisingly tight. "Clara, you don't understand. If the police come, he will ruin both of us. He has the police in his pocket, and he was threatening to frame me for his embezzlement scheme. If they find him like this, he'll say we attacked him to steal his files!"

Clara stared at her employer, confusion turning into dread. She had thought she was saving a victim, but now she was being pulled into a dangerous conspiracy. Evelyn pointed to a sleek black flash drive lying on the desk near the bed. "That drive contains the proof of his illegal offshore accounts," Evelyn explained quickly, her voice trembling. "He found out I copied it tonight. That's why he attacked me. If we leave now, we can take it to the federal prosecutors directly. But we have to go before he fully wakes up."

Just as Clara agreed to help, Edward groaned louder, his eyes fluttering open. He glared at Clara with pure malice, spitting blood onto the floor. "You... you stupid maid," he wheezed, struggling to sit up. "You have no idea what she's setting you up for." Before Clara could process his words, Evelyn grabbed the flash drive and pulled Clara toward the private elevator, leaving the bleeding billionaire behind.