Chapter 9 - The Eviction Notice
Arthur stared at the second document, but he didn't need to read it to know what it was. The red stamp at the top of the page was visible from the head of the table.
It was a formal, court-ordered Notice of Eviction.
"You have exactly forty-eight hours to vacate the property," Stella said, looking directly into Cara’s weeping, terrified eyes. "If you are not out by Saturday morning, the county sheriff will arrive to physically remove your belongings and place them on the curb."
Helen began to cry openly, clutching Arthur’s arm. "Stella, you can't do this to your family! Where are they supposed to go? They don't have any money!"
"They can come live with you, Mom," Stella suggested smoothly. "Since Dad is so good at doing the taxes and managing the family capital, I'm sure he can afford to support his favorite daughter and her gambling-addicted husband."
Arthur’s face went pale again. He didn't have the money to support them. He had spent his entire life projecting an image of extreme wealth while drowning in quiet, desperate debt himself.
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Cara let out a loud, agonizing wail of pure despair. She stood up, grabbed her wine glass, and hurled it against the wall in a blind, pathetic rage. It shattered into a hundred pieces, exactly like her perfect, arrogant life.
👉 How will Stella leave the toxic family dinner now that she holds all the power?
