Chapter 7 - The Pathetic Begging
"Emily, please!" Richard sobbed pathetically, crawling toward his sister on his hands and knees. The untouchable corporate titan was completely shattered, weeping tears of pure, undeniable terror. "I'm your brother! You can't do this to me! If the feds audit those accounts, I'll go to prison!"
"You should have thought about that before you cut off our mother's medical insurance to pay for this ridiculous engagement party," Emily whispered coldly, entirely devoid of human mercy.
"I'll pay it back!" Richard shrieked, desperately grabbing the hem of her champagne gown. "I'll give you everything! Just call Sterling and tell him to stop the audit!"
"Don't touch me," Emily commanded, aggressively yanking her dress out of his trembling hands.
Suddenly, heavy, wailing sirens cut violently through the quiet night outside the grand estate.
Through the massive glass windows of the ballroom, intense red and blue emergency lights violently illuminated the dark driveway. The federal authorities hadn't just been notified; they had been aggressively dispatched the exact second Emily made the phone call.
Richard’s eyes widened in sheer, unadulterated horror as he realized his sister had intentionally waited until his lavish engagement party to drop the federal guillotine, completely maximizing his public humiliation.
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"You set me up!" Richard roared aggressively, his panic violently shifting into a demonic rage. He lunged upward, raising his fist to strike her a second time.
👉 Before Richard could even swing his arm, the absolute nightmare Emily prepared was violently unleashed.
