Chapter 1 - The Speakerphone Ultimatum
The grand, opulent engagement party ballroom was a masterpiece of aristocratic excess, adorned with towering floral centerpieces, glittering crystal stemware, and a massive banquet dessert table. But the festive atmosphere had completely vanished, replaced by a suffocating, terrified silence.
The heavy mahogany double doors at the entrance swung violently open, slamming against the walls. Four uniformed police officers marched directly into the center of the ballroom, their hands resting cautiously on their duty belts. They completely ignored the gasps of the wealthy, elite guests dressed in their finest evening wear. They moved with absolute, terrifying purpose, stepping directly toward a fifty-something blonde woman wearing a bright red embellished evening gown, and a younger man beside her in a crisp white tuxedo.
Directly behind the wall of police officers strode Ethan.
Ethan, a tall, strikingly handsome man in his thirties wearing a perfectly tailored dark business suit, radiated an aura of pure, unadulterated fury. His jaw was clenched so tightly a muscle feathered near his ear, and his dark eyes burned with a cold, lethal intensity that made the surrounding guests instinctively step backward, clearing a wide path for him.
He didn't need to shout to command the entire room. He simply held his smartphone up in his hand.
In the center of the room, standing near the elaborate banquet table, was his wife, Ava. She was a beautiful young woman with wavy brown hair, looking breathtaking but incredibly fragile in a delicate white satin spaghetti-strap maternity dress. She was heavily pregnant—exactly eight months along—and she was visibly trembling. Her face was pale, tears shining in her eyes, as she kept one protective hand cradling her swollen belly. In her other hand, she held her own smartphone, the screen glowing brightly, indicating an active call on speaker mode.
The entire ballroom held its collective breath as Ethan’s booming, icy voice echoed through the speaker of Ava’s phone, amplifying his command so that every single person present could hear his terrifying directive.
"Officer," Ethan’s voice vibrated through the digital speaker with absolute, unyielding authority, "arrest anyone who laid a hand on my pregnant wife and stole her car."
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The older blonde woman in the red gown, Ava’s mother, Eleanor, froze completely. The haughty, arrogant smile she had been wearing just moments before collapsed into a mask of pure shock, her manicured fingers trembling as she looked at the officers surrounding her.
👉 Read Part 2 to discover the cruel humiliation Eleanor subjected Ava to in front of the entire party.
