All Chapters of Rise of Mrs Ashwood: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Two days pass under Soren’s intense, doting care, and the atmosphere inside the mansion shifts entirely into a sweet, domestic romance.At the lavish dining table, Violet sits reviewing some corporate papers, completely unaware that she is openly staring back at Soren with a soft, love-struck gaze.Soren catches her looking, a handsome smirk gracing his lips as he picks up a piece of fruit and holds it directly to her mouth. "Open up, Mrs. Ashwood. You've been staring at me instead of eating your breakfast. You're acting like a literal child right now."Violet’s face blushes a bright crimson as she snaps out of her daze.She swathes his hand away playfully, rolling her eyes. "I am not a child, Soren! I was just thinking about my mother’s company shares, stop teasing me!"Soren lets out a deep, attractive chuckle, leaning forward to pinch her cheek. "Right, right. Whatever you say, my fierce little boss."Their sweet, intimate moment is abruptly cut short as a burly security guard rush

The next morning, the grand mansion is filled with a thick, suffocating tension.Chloe and her mother stand in the lower service hallway, dressed in plain, drab maid uniforms. The head housekeeper glares at them, pointing a strict finger down the corridor. "Your tasks are strictly confined to the lower floors and the courtyard. You are not allowed near the kitchen, and you are strictly banned from the upstairs floor. Do not even touch the grand staircase unless you are explicitly ordered to do so. Get to work."The moment the housekeeper walks away, the stepmother collapses against a wall, groaning dramatically as she rubs her lower back. "Ugh! Just dusting these stupid mahogany chairs is giving me a massive backache! I am a lady, not a peasant!"Suddenly, her eyes widen as she spots a gold-trimmed clock on the mantel. She runs over, her fingers tracing the edge greedily. "Look at this... this item alone must cost more than our entire old apartment! The sheer amount of wealth in this

Later that night, in the lower service kitchen, a young maid finishes preparing a silver tray holding a crystal glass of ice water for Soren. Before she can head to the stairs, the stepmother calls out from the dark corridor, clutching her leg and groaning loudly. "Ah! Help me! Someone help! I’ve severely twisted my ankle!"The young maid gasps, hurriedly setting the silver tray down on a nearby counter before rushing over to help the older woman. "Oh my goodness, ma'am! Let me look at it!" The moment the maid’s back is turned, Chloe slips out from the shadows. A victorious smile stretches across her face as she snatches the silver tray and quietly heads up the forbidden grand stairs.She glides down the dimly lit hallway, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and intense excitement. She pushes open a massive set of double doors and steps inside the master bedroom. Instantly, Chloe’s breath hitches in her throat. Soren is sitting on the edge of his massive king-sized bed, working

Over the next three days, the atmosphere inside the mansion becomes a living hell for the staff. Believing she has successfully wrapped Soren around her finger, Chloe struts through the halls barking orders like she already owns the estate. She and her mother treat the other servants like literal slaves, leaving the grand living room in complete, chaotic disarray.Violet walks downstairs, her eyes narrowing at the trash and overturned cushions, then landing at the lazy mother and daughter. "Clean this mess up right now," Violet commands, her voice shaking with disgust.Chloe and the stepmother turn around, standing shoulder-to-shoulder as they glare back at her with sneers. With Soren away at the office, their masks completely drop. Chloe steps closer, her body language radiating pure malice. "Make us, Violet. You need to face reality. Soren protects me now. He hates you. You better start packing your bags, because I am taking your place as the real Mrs. Ashwood very soon."Without a

Chloe lets out a psychotic roar of pure rage, scrambling to her feet and charging toward the stage like a lunatic. "I'll kill you! You ruined my life! I am supposed to be Mrs. Ashwood!"Before she can even reach the steps, three massive police officers violently tackle her to the floor, pinning her arms behind her back and slamming the heavy steel handcuffs onto her wrists for attempted murder.Right beside her, the police lines tighten around her father. The massive digital screen behind Violet flashes again, revealing security footage of the father sneaking into Soren's corporate vault, frantically downloading stolen files into a flash drive, completely unaware that a camera was recording his every move.Then the screen shifts to a hidden camera recording from a few days ago. It shows her father sitting in a bar, foolishly bragging and explicitly teaching a coworker—who was pretending to be mad at his own wealthy wife—how to end her life without getting caught.On the audio recordin