Chapter 9 - The Eviction
"You can divorce her on your own dime," Rowena commanded flawlessly, dropping the ultimate, catastrophic consequence directly onto the marble landing.
"Thomas," Rowena said, looking up at the hotel manager. "Call the federal trust attorneys immediately. I am officially stripping Callum of his regional director title, freezing all of his corporate assets, and permanently removing him from the primary inheritance clause. He gets absolutely nothing."
Callum screamed in total, undeniable disgrace, violently thrashing on the floor as his entire billion-dollar legacy was permanently erased in a single sentence.
"No! You can't do this to us!" Avalene shrieked wildly, lunging toward the wheelchair in a desperate, feral panic.
Before she could take two steps, the massive corporate security guards aggressively grabbed the bride by the arms. They didn't care about her expensive ivory gown. They forcefully hauled her backward, restraining her completely.
"Cancel the reception," Rowena ordered coldly. "This wedding is officially over. Throw them both out of my hotel immediately."
Avalene and Callum screamed and cried in absolute, public humiliation as they were forcefully dragged down the grand marble staircase. The elite guests watched in stunned silence as the arrogant bride and the cowardly groom were physically thrown out the heavy front doors of the luxury estate, landing directly on the cold, unforgiving pavement outside.
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The chaotic, toxic energy was entirely dragged out of the room, plunging the grand ballroom back into a profound, heavy peace.
👉 Rowena turned her full attention to the terrified waitress, completely ready to change her life forever.
