The panicked matriarch stumbled backward away from the bed, her face draining of all color as she pointed a shaking finger at the dome camera. The camera... Evelyn gasped, her voice pitching into a hysterical squeak as her arrogant demeanor collapsed into total ruin. Chloe let out a soft, triumphant exhale through her mask, a faint, resolute smile touching the corners of her lips despite the pain in her cheeks. It recorded everything, Chloe whispered in a low, triumphant tone that filled the silent room. Within seconds, heavy footsteps echoed rapidly down the tiled corridor outside as medical staff and estate security guards responded to both the emergency button and the live security feed monitored at the front desk. Evelyn turned frantically toward the doorway, but her son had already backed out into the hall in sheer panic, leaving his mother standing completely alone to face the immediate, irreversible consequences of her dark ambition.