Chapter 3The Nanny’s Daughter Stole My Life

I turned my gaze to the silver-haired man standing quietly by the door.

"Arthur. Back in the old days, what happened to disloyal servants who forgot who owned the house?"

Arthur was a veteran of the estate. He had watched Blair grow up and had always secretly despised her tragic weakness.

Hearing my cold, authoritative tone, his eyes lit up with a dangerous spark. His posture straightened instantly.

"Miss Blair, a betrayal like this would normally result in them being beaten to a bloody pulp."

I let out a soft, regretful sigh. "Shame we live in modern times. I suppose a severe lesson in respect will have to do."

"Slap them. Do not stop until they finally remember their place."

A deeply satisfied grin stretched across Arthur's weathered face.

"With pleasure, Miss."

He had loathed these two arrogant brats for years. They constantly paraded around the estate, treating the actual staff like garbage, never showing him an ounce of respect. He had always wanted to put them in their place, but the old Blair would have just cried and forgiven them.

Now, the true heiress was finally awake.

Arthur raised his hand.

Instantly, eight massive, heavily muscled security guards stepped out from the shadows. They grabbed Jaxon and Carter, pinning their arms behind their backs with bone-crushing force.

"What are you doing?! Get your hands off us!"

Jaxon thrashed wildly, but he could not move an inch.

Carter glared at me, his eyes burning with defiance. "Blair! Have you lost your damn mind?! You wouldn't dare touch us!"

A sharp, explosive SMACK echoed through the room.

Arthur stood directly in front of them, lowering his stinging palm.

"You do not address the young miss by her first name," Arthur said, his voice dropping to a lethal gravel. "You lack basic manners."

"Miss Blair was kind enough to treat you well, and you confused her grace for weakness. You forgot who the master is, and who the servant is."

Arthur stepped back and looked at the guards. "Hit them. Keep hitting them until they learn the rules of this house."

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The heavy hands of the estate's elite security detail swung without mercy.