Chapter 7 - The True Respect
"No! Julian, please!" Camille shrieked like a feral banshee, thrashing and kicking wildly as the massive guards violently grabbed her arms. "I love you! You can't humiliate me like this!"
The guards ignored her screams, brutally yanking the massive diamond ring off her finger. They dragged the weeping, panicking socialite entirely out of the grand bedroom. Her desperate, pathetic cries faded into the distance, ending her reign of psychological cruelty, toxic arrogance, and greed forever. She was going to face the absolute, brutal reality of being completely broke and entirely alone.
The luxurious bedroom fell into a profound, heavy, and incredibly peaceful silence.
Julian turned back to Emma. He was breathing heavily, his hands completely steady.
He didn't order her to finish cleaning.
"Go to the estate doctor and get your hand bandaged, Emma," Julian instructed softly, his voice carrying undeniable, profound respect. "And take the rest of the week off. Fully paid."
Emma gasped, tears of pure, overwhelming joy and relief finally falling over her cheeks. The massive, suffocating weight of terror completely lifted from her shoulders. She realized she was finally safe.
In the months that followed, Julian completely canceled the wedding, heavily upgrading his security to ensure Camille could never return.
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