Her Husband Threw His Ring at Her Feet at the Gala — Until Her Phone Call Terminated Him as CEO

Flynn Vance stepped forward violently, his face contorted in vicious rage as he raised his open hand high in the air, preparing to strike his wife across the face in front of two hundred high-society guests.

"You miserable leech, how dare you embarrass us here!" Flynn barked, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceilings of the grand luxury gala ballroom.

Mabel stood her ground in her sparkling one-shoulder lavender evening gown. As Flynn’s heavy palm swung toward her cheek, she swiftly dodged the strike, stepped back onto the polished marble floor, and pulled out her smartphone, putting it directly on speaker mode.

The entire ballroom went dead silent as a metallic, authoritative voice broadcasted over the phone speaker.

"Arthur, terminate Flynn Vance as CEO immediately," Mabel ordered, her voice cold and unyielding.

A crisp, respectful voice answered instantly through the speaker. "Yes, ma'am. Board resolution executed. Security detail dispatched."

Flynn froze mid-air, his raised hand awkwardly dropping to his side. But behind him, his mother, Fiona, and his mistress, Selina, burst into loud, mocking laughter.

"Is she crazy?" Fiona screeched, pointing a manicured finger at Mabel. "Hiring a fake actor to threaten my son?!"

Flynn sneered, pulling his platinum wedding ring off his finger and hurling it directly at Mabel's feet on the marble floor. "You have completely lost your mind, Mabel. Get out!"

Mabel looked down at the ring, a subtle, lethal smile forming on her lips as red wine from an earlier spill dripped down her lavender dress.