Jennifer rolled her eyes fiercely at him, whispering harshly. “Aren’t you the man here? Shouldn’t you be the one thinking of a solution?” Her voice trembled with irritation and fear.Roland’s forehead creased. “This is your house, woman!” he fired back in a hushed tone. “You’re supposed to know the escape routes, not me!”Jennifer sighed, her breath sharp. “Oh, God,” she muttered under her breath, pacing back and forth in panic. Downstairs, the sound of footsteps echoed faintly. They were getting closer.In the living room, the butler appeared and bowed slightly before Nathan. “Sir, welcome,” he said politely. “Madam is upstairs in the bedroom.”Nathan looked up toward the staircase. “Is she okay?” he asked, trying to sound casual.“I believe so, sir,” the butler replied. Just then, Melina and Samuel came running from the hallway, shouting in excitement, “Daddy! Daddy!” They hugged his legs while Martha trailed behind, trying to calm them down.Marcel stepped closer to Nathan and lea
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