Chapter 5 - The Military Salute
"This is completely pathetic," Margaret shrieked, stepping forward to back up her son. "You bought a fake military costume to try and steal attention on my grandson's birthday! You are a delusional, psychotic woman! Ethan, call the police and have her arrested for stolen valor!"
"I highly advise against that, ma'am," a booming, incredibly sharp voice echoed from the entrance.
The heavy front doors of the mansion were wide open.
Through the glass, the guests could see that the street was completely blocked off. Three massive, heavily armored black government SUVs had silently pulled into the circular driveway.
Stepping through the front doors was a towering, heavily decorated military officer. He wore a flawless Army dress uniform, his chest adorned with combat ribbons.
He marched directly past the terrified billionaires, entirely ignoring Ethan and Margaret.
He stopped precisely three feet away from Claire. He snapped his boots together, straightened his spine into absolute rigidity, and delivered a razor-sharp, flawless military salute.
"Ma'am," the officer barked, his voice loud, crisp, and filled with profound, undeniable respect.
Claire smoothly returned the salute with perfect military precision.
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The cinematic realism of the absolute power dynamic completely crushed the air out of the grand living room.
👉 Ethan stared at the saluting officer, and the terrifying reality of his wife's hidden identity finally broke his brain.
