Chapter 9 - The Unpaid Reception Bill
Before Brooke could scream at Evan, the venue director walked swiftly into the center of the hall accompanied by two uniformed security officers.
"Excuse me," the venue director said firmly, holding a clipboard. "Mr. Glenn Ashby, the primary credit card on file for tonight’s seventy-two thousand dollar event balance has just been declined."
Glenn turned ghost white. "What?! That's impossible! Try it again!"
"We have tried it three times, sir," the director replied coldly. "The issuing bank states the account has been frozen due to suspicious activity. If an alternative payment method is not provided immediately, we will be forced to shut down the power and notify the police for theft of services."
Brooke looked around the room in absolute horror. The two hundred guests were taking out their phones, recording every second of the humiliation.
"Mom! Dad! Do something!" Brooke shrieked, her voice cracking as her perfect fairy-tale wedding turned into a public crime scene.
Stacey calmly reached into her designer handbag, pulled out her silk scarf, and wrapped it around her shoulders. She turned to Evan with a warm, loving smile.
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"Come on, son," Stacey said gently. "Let's go home."
👉 What explosive piece of video evidence did Stacey upload to social media the following morning?
