All Chapters of FROM HIS MAID TO HIS QUEEN : Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

Sebastian’s POVI didn’t know where to start. Or what to do.The watch. It had been found in Lily’s bag. Every voice around me insisted she had taken it, accused her of theft, of deceit, of betrayal. Even the evidence seemed against her. And yet… I knew Lily. I had worked with her every day, watched her move through this house with integrity and quiet intelligence. She wasn’t a thief. She would never steal.The accusations bounced around my head like bullets. Victoria’s voice was sharp, Celine’s cruel, the maids echoing their outrage. And Nina… that girl’s testimony added weight to the frame. I felt my jaw tighten. Something about all of this didn’t add up.I looked at Lily, standing there, exhausted, terrified, and hurt. Her eyes wide, innocent, pleading made it impossible to believe she was guilty. My instincts screamed it, but the scene before me, the evidence, the testimonies , it was overwhelming.“Drey,” I said quietly, pulling him aside. “Check the CCTV footage. I need to see h

Lily’s POVI didn’t know what to do.My mind was spinning with too many thoughts at once, and for a moment I felt like the ground beneath my feet had disappeared. Everyone in the room was staring at me, waiting for my answer, waiting for the decision that would determine what would happen to Celine and Nina.Sebastian had just handed the power to me.Me.The same girl who had just been accused of stealing.The same girl who had been beaten, insulted, and humiliated in front of everyone.Now I was the one who had to decide their punishment.The irony of it all made my chest feel tight.Voices suddenly filled the room.“Lily, please forgive them!”“Please show mercy!”“They made a mistake!”“Please don’t ruin their lives!”The other maids surrounded me, begging desperately.Some of them even looked like they were about to kneel.But their words only made the pain inside me grow stronger.Forgive them?They were asking me to forgive them?Did they even understand what had just happened t

Drey’s POV London. The city was cold, restless, and alive in a way that never truly slept. I stepped out of the car, adjusting my coat slightly as my eyes scanned the surroundings. People moved quickly along the streets, minding their own business, unaware of the storm I was quietly chasing beneath the surface of their normal lives. Emily. That was my target. The only loose thread we had that connected us to the Venom Crew. And I intended to pull it until the truth unraveled completely. It hadn’t been easy tracking her down. She had moved locations twice within a short period, changed numbers, and kept her circle extremely small. But she made one mistake. Everyone does. Patterns. People think they’re unpredictable, but they always leave something behind habits, routines, small repeated decisions. And I was good at finding those. Very good. That was how I found her. A small café tucked away in a quieter part of the city. Not too crowded, not too empty. The kind of place