Terry Nashville, concerned about his younger brother's vulnerability to their father's schemes, emphasizes the importance of punctuality and vigilance. Addressing Jay, he asserts, "You gotta be punctual if you want to stay strong in your position against our father, do you understand me? You can't just give him a chance to trap you."Jay comprehends Terry's point, offering a simple nod, and promptly gets out of bed, heading towards the bathroom to prepare for the day. Meanwhile, Terry descends the stairs and encounters Melissa on his way out. Her sweet voice attempts to charm him, but he brushes off her glares and replies, "Yeah, I went to Jay. I am just leaving."Melissa asks, “are you free for lunch today?” Terry realizes he has been avoiding her for some time and decides it would be impolite to continue doing so. He agrees to the lunch invitation, saying, "Alright, Melissa. We will go." After their brief conversation, he departs from the mansion.Outside, Terry pauses as Blackwood
Once Melissa leaves the mansion, Karen and Nora find themselves alone in the living room. Nora turns to head back to her room, her voice calm as she requests, "Please send Emily to my room."Karen, harboring resentment towards Nora, can't resist the opportunity to taunt her. With a scoff, she retorts, "Oh, now... you think so highly of yourself." Pausing briefly, she continues her verbal assault, "Are you starting to consider yourself as Miranda Nashville?"Nora, feeling a mix of frustration and determination, turns around to face Karen. Her voice carries a quiet strength as she responds, "No, Karen. Trust me, my intentions are not to become cruel like any of them."Karen's annoyance escalates, and without warning, she raises her hand in a fit of anger, delivering a tight slap to Nora's face. Shocked and in pain, Nora exclaims, "What the hell!"Karen's aggression doesn't subside as she continues to lash out, repeatedly slapping Nora, who can only cry out for help. The sound of the com
In a dimly lit room, Karen stands with her eyes cast down, tears welling up as she sobs, feeling nothing but traumatized. The weight of fear bears down on her as she faces Miranda Nashville, a wealthy woman exuding an aura of authority. Miranda stands tall, her face contorted with anger, her hands clenched behind her back, and her teeth gritted. The room is filled with tension as Karen trembles in fear.With a voice filled with venom, Miranda unleashes her anger upon Karen, "Have you lost your fucking mind, Karen?" The force of her words pierces through the air, causing Karen's terror to intensify. She lifts her head, her eyes meeting Miranda's gaze, her expression a mix of terror and helplessness. With a stammering voice, she tries to defend herself, insisting that it wasn't her fault. "She was speaking against you, Mrs. Nashville-" Before Karen can finish her sentence, Miranda abruptly halts, delivering a tight slap that sends Karen stumbling, almost falling to the ground.The
The silence hangs heavy in the room, pregnant with the weight of Nora's decision. Terry's voice breaks through the stillness, his question hanging in the air like a dormant storm. "Does anyone have a punishment in mind for Karen?" he asks, his words met with a resounding silence. Frustration and resignation intertwine as he utters, "Now, no one will say anything..." His gaze turns towards his wife, Nora, as he places the burden of judgment upon her. "Nora, it is based upon your decision. She did wrong with you, now you decide what I should do with her?"With crossed hands behind his back, Terry gestures to Blackwood, the imposing figure of the house manager, who obediently drags Karen closer to Nora's feet. In that moment, Karen's fate rests upon the single decision Nora is about to make. As she covers her tear-stained face with a scarf, her trembling voice breaks the silence. "Let her go..."A mixture of astonishment and lack of surprise washes over Terry's face, while Jay, visibly
Nora gazes at her reflection in the mirror, taking in the sight of herself after the makeup artists have completed their work. Her hair cascades in stunning bouncy curls, expertly styled to perfection. The knee-length dress hugs her body in all the right places, accentuating her figure flawlessly. However, in this moment of self-admiration, a realization dawns upon her—society often expects women to rely on artificial beauty products to enhance their appearance, both for their own satisfaction and to please others.Contemplating the significance of this realization, Nora ponders the pressure placed on women to conform to certain beauty standards. She questions the need for these fake beauty products and the societal expectations that surround them. Deep within, she yearns for a world where women can embrace their natural beauty without feeling compelled to rely on external enhancements.Taking a thoughtful breath, Nora resolves to challenge the notion that her worth is tied to superf
Nora's curiosity grows stronger as she eagerly awaits Terry's response. Her eyes are filled with anticipation, searching for any hints or clues about the surprise he has in store for her. She can't help but ask once again, unable to contain her excitement, "What is it, Terry?"A gentle chuckle escapes Terry's lips as he senses her eagerness. He takes a moment to appreciate her enthusiasm before responding in a calm and polite manner, "Have some patience, Nora. You will see." His words carry a teasing undertone, adding to the air of mystery surrounding the surprise.Although Nora's impatience tugs at her, she understands the importance of savoring the moment. She takes a deep breath, letting her excitement settle while trusting that Terry has something special planned for her. A mix of curiosity and anticipation dances in her eyes as she nods, accepting his request for patience.Terry's playful smile reflects his enjoyment of the moment, knowing that the surprise will soon be reveale
Nora and Terry find themselves in an upscale wedding attire outlet, where the manager is treating them to a selection of perfect and exquisite pieces. As they peruse the options, Nora leans in to whisper something in Terry's ear, “I don’t think we must purchase an expensive outfit.”Terry, however, responds with a single look before making his way to the sofa, crossing his legs and indicating to the manager to show him more dresses.While Nora is searching for something simple and ordinary, a dress that fits her vision, she chooses one and eagerly shows it to Terry. “I like this one -”However, his reaction is less than enthusiastic, pursing his lips in a thin line. Meanwhile, the dresses the manager continues to present to Terry are more in line with his preferences.Terry glances at a dress that catches his eye, but then his attention turns back to Nora. He voices his doubt, suggesting, “I don’t think she will be able to carry this one.” Offended by his comment, Nora withdraws the
"What are you doing here?" Jay's voice cuts through the air, his eyebrows furrowed with doubt as he confronts Melissa. He watches her closely, observing the subtle changes in her facial expressions and the perspiration forming on her forehead. A mixture of suspicion and concern fills his gaze."Uh, what?" Melissa stammers, attempting to laugh it off and shrug her shoulders. Her feeble attempt at nonchalance fails to mask her unease, and Jay's grip tightens on her arm as he delivers a stern warning. "You stay away from her, Melissa," he growls, his tone laced with a sense of menace. Melissa's face contorted into an unpleasant expression, a mixture of discomfort and frustration.As Jay's attention shifts, his instincts telling him that something is amiss, he turns his gaze toward the restroom. Determined, he brushes past Melissa, making his way toward the restroom entrance. Just as he reaches outside the door, it swings open, and he collides with Nora, their bodies unexpectedly meeting