Chapter 9 - The Financial Slaughter
"Mr. Sterling, please, it was just a misunderstanding!" Tyler wailed hysterically, completely abandoning his toxic, arrogant persona. He dropped to his knees on the hard marble floor, ruining his expensive tuxedo pants as he humiliated himself in front of the entire elite society. "I was just making a joke! We desperately need that loan!"
Sam didn't even flinch. He dialed a single, direct number on his smartphone and put it on speaker so the entire dead-silent ballroom could hear.
"Cancel the Vance family bailout," Sam commanded flawlessly, his voice completely devoid of human mercy. "Call in all of their existing debts immediately. I want their corporate accounts frozen, and I want a hostile takeover of their primary assets initiated by midnight."
"No!" Tyler shrieked wildly, violently thrashing on the floor as his entire multi-million-dollar empire was permanently erased in a matter of seconds.
"And one more thing," Sam continued smoothly, looking directly at Walter, Audrey's father, who was standing frozen in absolute shock. "Transfer the mortgage of Walter's logistics company directly into my private holding account. Mark the balance as paid in full."
Walter let out a loud, beautiful gasp, covering his mouth as tears of pure, overwhelming relief flooded his eyes. The crushing, suffocating debt that had trapped his family for years was completely, permanently annihilated by a single sentence.
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"You can't do this to me!" Tyler screamed, pointing a trembling finger at the billionaire.
👉 Sam casually raised two fingers in the air, entirely ready to completely remove the trash from his ballroom.
