The billionaire’s daughter, Ariana, had decided to throw a party on the rooftop terrace of their luxurious mansion. Her friends arrived — equally spoiled, loud, and convinced that the whole world belonged to them. They laughed, drank expensive cocktails, posted stories, and discussed where they would travel the following weekend.
When the housemaid Marta, a woman who had worked in their home for almost ten years, came out carrying a tray of drinks, the group began whispering and giggling. To them, she was like a piece of furniture — a familiar part of the house no one really noticed.
— Come swim with us! — one of the girls shouted.
Marta blushed and shook her head:
— No, thank you… I can’t swim.
— You can’t? — Ariana drawled, smiling the way people smile when they believe they’re allowed to do anything. — Then go learn. That’s an order.
She suddenly shoved Marta into the pool.
The woman fell into the water and panicked, struggling to keep herself afloat. Ariana’s friends squealed — not out of fear, but out of laughter. They filmed everything, giggled, and watched Marta desperately cling to the edge.
And at that exact moment, something happened that Ariana never expected — something that made her deeply regret her actions 😨😱
The terrace doors flew open. In the doorway stood her father — billionaire Viktor Cross, a man with an iron will, a cold stare, and a reputation that made even seasoned businessmen tremble.
He had seen everything.
— What… are you doing? — His voice was so low and cold that even the music seemed to stop on its own.
Ariana’s friends fell silent. Ariana nervously fixed her hair, trying to appear confident:
— Dad, come on… we were just joking…
But her father had already walked past her, jumped into the pool, and pulled Marta out. The woman could barely speak.
Viktor removed his soaking wet jacket and turned to his daughter.
— I entrusted you with the people who work for our family — he said. — And you turned their lives into entertainment? You humiliated someone who has stood by us for ten years. You could have killed her.
Ariana tried to defend herself, but he raised his hand.
— From this day on, you lose everything. Cars. Cards. Penthouse. Your inheritance is frozen.
— WHAT?! — she screamed. — You can’t do that!
— I can — her father replied calmly. — And I am. Tomorrow you’re moving into the staff dormitory. You will work alongside the people you almost drowned today. Maybe then you’ll understand the value of human labor.
Ariana’s friends stood in shock. No one dared to defend her.
And Marta, for the first time in many years, felt that justice truly existed.
