Chapter 8 - The Canceled Wedding
"Marcus, please! I love you!" Diana sobbed pathetically, dropping to her knees in her gold silk gown, completely humiliating herself in front of the exact high-society crowd she was trying to impress. "My father's company is bankrupt! They forced me to steal the patent to save our family! I didn't want to hurt the child!"
"You don't know how to love anyone," Marcus replied coldly, looking down at the toxic monster kneeling on his hardwood floor.
He pulled his sleek, encrypted smartphone from his tuxedo pocket. He didn't call his corporate lawyers to draft a quiet non-disclosure agreement. He dialed a direct line to his private security team waiting in the lobby of the massive building.
"The wedding is permanently canceled," Marcus announced flawlessly, ensuring every single guest in the dead-silent room could hear his command. "Lock down all the elevators. Bring the federal authorities up to the penthouse immediately. We have a corporate spy in the dining room."
"No!" Diana shrieked wildly, violently thrashing on the floor as her entire multi-million-dollar empire was permanently erased in a single sentence. "You can't do this to me! I'll be ruined!"
"You ruined yourself," Marcus stated clinically, completely turning his back on the screaming woman.
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The wealthy guests watched in absolute, stunned silence as the most powerful billionaire in the city completely dismantled his own high-stakes engagement without a single ounce of hesitation.
👉 The heavy penthouse doors swung open, bringing the undeniable, apocalyptic consequence right to Diana's feet.
