Margaret: This isn't over! My son deserves better than a cold-hearted snake like you!
Evelyn: Take your coat, Margaret. It's getting cold outside.
Margaret grabbed her designer purse in anger and stormed down the hallway, her high heels clicking loudly against the marble floor.
David looked back one last time, eyes filled with tears and desperate regret.
David: Evelyn... I really did love you.
Evelyn: You loved my lifestyle, David. You never even knew who I was.
The heavy oak doors closed firmly behind David and his mother, locking with a quiet, decisive click.
Evelyn took a deep breath, taking off the serving apron and tossing it onto a chair.
Evelyn: Marcus, please make sure the gates are locked for the night.
Security Officer: Right away, Miss Vance. Are you alright?
Evelyn: I have never felt lighter in my entire life.
She walked over to the window, watching the luxury cars drive away down the long, winding driveway into the dark night.
The house was quiet again, peaceful and filled with the dignity it had almost lost.
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