THE DIAMOND QUEEN

This chapter is dedicated to Annannie. Hey Anna. Thanks for the golden ticket.

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When Frank and Elisa arrived backstage, they were greeted by Claudia, Lia, and Garth, all dressed as maids, busy setting things up. Frank's frown deepened. How had his daughter, his own flesh and blood, been reduced to a mere servant barely a week after her marriage into the Hamilton family?

The Hamiltons were really out for blood. He didn't care if they were family now, if they kept this up, he wouldn't hesitate to shut them down for good. They had no right to treat his daughter this way.

"Mom, Dad..." Claudia rushed to them, her eyes welling with tears.

"You have to save me," she pleaded. "Harlow warned the guards not to let me out of their sight."

Frank's expression darkened. "But we have a competition to participate in. Why the hell is she keeping you here dressed like a maid?"