Chapter 7 - The Dramatic Version

Years later, people still told the dramatic version.
The luxury Manhattan penthouse at night.
The marble floor.
The shattered crystal vase.
The white orchids.
Matthew raising the antique cane.
You should’ve stayed quiet.
The single strike across Clare’s shoulder.
Clare falling beside the glass table.
The glowing phone on the sofa.
Her dragging herself across the marble.
Please… answer.
Her father on speaker.
Clare, who did this?
Matthew.
The laptop stock chart plunging red.
The camera panning toward the elevator.
The doors opening.
The security chief stepping in.
NexusCore’s accounts are frozen. Step away from her.
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It sounded like revenge.
And yes, part of it was.