Chapter 6 - The Immediate Eviction
"You wanted her to lick the wine off the floor," Victor stated clinically, entirely devoid of human warmth.
"I was joking! It was a joke!" Ethan shrieked, tears of pure, unadulterated terror pouring down his face.
Victor raised two fingers in the air.
He didn't have to shout for security. Four massive, heavily armed syndicate enforcers stepped directly out of the shadows of the restaurant. They were completely terrifying, broad-shouldered titans wearing black suits. They completely bypassed the shocked, wealthy guests and marched straight up to the weeping billionaire heir.
"Take him," Victor ordered smoothly. "Strip him of his expensive suit, take his wallet, his phone, and his keys. And then throw him out the back service door into the freezing alley."
"No! No, please!" Ethan wailed hysterically as the massive enforcers aggressively grabbed him by the arms with bone-crushing force.
"Get your filthy hands off me!" Ethan shrieked, desperately trying to fight the massive men. "I am a Caldwell! You can't do this to me!"
They didn't care about his pathetic threats. They forcefully dragged the weeping, humiliated billionaire backward across the pristine marble floor, completely exposing him to the vicious, mocking glares of the elite diners he had just tried to impress.
"And if his father tries to retaliate," Victor called out coldly to his men, "burn their entire corporate headquarters to the ground."
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Ethan screamed in total, undeniable disgrace as he was forcefully dragged out of the luxury restaurant, his high-society life permanently erased in a single evening.
👉 Victor turned his full attention back to his daughter, completely dropping his terrifying mafia persona.
