My Grandson's Cruel Fiancée Forced Me to Scrub the Floor, Unaware of My True Identity — Part 2

Previously: When Victoria mistook her husband's grandmother for a lowly maid, she thought she could humiliate her with impunity. But she had no idea who actually owned the multi-million dollar mansion.

The silence that followed Charles’s entrance was deafening. Victoria, completely unaware of the man's identity but recognizing his expensive suit and commanding presence, quickly smoothed down her pink dress. She forced a sweet, apologetic smile onto her face, stepping away from Dorothy.

The Terrible Mistake

"Oh, hello, sir," Victoria said, her voice instantly transforming into a sugary sweet tone. "I am so sorry you had to walk into this. This clumsy cleaning lady spilled a drink and is now having a dramatic breakdown instead of doing her job properly. I was just trying to get her to clean it up."

Ryan’s face drained of all color. He looked as though he might faint. He tried to step forward, his hands shaking.

"Victoria, stop," Ryan whispered frantically, his voice barely audible. "Please, just shut up."

Charles ignored Victoria entirely. He dropped his heavy leather suitcase onto the floor with a loud thud that made Victoria jump. Rushing past her, he got down on his knees on the wet, stained marble, completely disregarding his expensive suit. He gently took the dirty rag from Dorothy's trembling hands and tossed it aside, wrapping his arms around her fragile shoulders.

"Dorothy, my love, look at me," Charles said, his voice thick with emotion and rising fury. "Are you hurt? What did they do to you?"

Victoria froze, her eyes darting between Charles and Dorothy. The smug smile vanished from her face, replaced by a look of growing horror.

"Dorothy? Your love?" Victoria stammered, her voice suddenly high-pitched. "Ryan... who is this man? Why is he hugging the maid?"

Ryan finally found his voice, though it was filled with utter dread.

"Victoria... that is my grandfather, Charles Sterling," Ryan confessed, staring at the floor. "And the woman you just forced onto her knees... is my grandmother, Dorothy. She is the co-founder of the Sterling family business. She owns this entire estate."

Victoria gasped, clutching her chest as her entire world collapsed in an instant.