A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator novel Chapter 340

“Aaaaahhh!”

Marcia let out a piercing, hysterical scream, venting her rage and frustration. With Carmela out for the evening and Old Mrs. Atwater tucked away downstairs, she didn’t have to hold anything back.

That’s right.

She couldn’t keep this baby.

She snatched up her phone and hurriedly booked an appointment with the OB-GYN.

“What on earth is wrong with you, screaming like that at this hour?”

Carmela’s voice rang out sharply from behind the bathroom door. Marcia jumped, quickly tossing the pregnancy test into the trash, grabbing a handful of tissues to cover it, and switching off her phone’s screen before going to unlock the door.

“Mom, weren’t you at your dinner party? Why are you home so early?”

“If I hadn’t come back early, how else would I catch you having a meltdown?”

Carmela shot her a suspicious look, eyes raking over the bathroom mess. “What’s going on in here? You haven’t done something disgraceful again, have you?”

“Of course not,” Marcia replied smoothly, making something up on the spot. “I just heard some news about Elissa, actually. Did you know? She’s gotten really close with the Wilkinson family lately.”

“Then stay away from her!” Carmela snapped, terrified Marcia would drag trouble back to the Atwater family. She added a sharp warning: “You’d better behave yourself. If I find out you’ve done anything to embarrass us, you’ll regret it!”

“I know, I know! Don’t worry, Mom.”

Once she’d seen Carmela out of the room and closed the door, Marcia finally felt the cold sweat soaking through her shirt.

She reopened her phone, heart still pounding, and hastily canceled the OB-GYN appointment she’d just made.

If she went to the hospital, it wouldn’t take much for the Atwater family to put two and two together.

But…

This baby…

Marcia narrowed her eyes, an idea suddenly forming.

Maybe this bastard child wasn’t a burden after all.

Maybe it could be useful.

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