Chapter 8 - The Mass Notification
Julian lunged forward, his white tuxedo jacket catching the light as he desperately reached out to grab Marcus’s arm.
"Shut up!" Julian hissed frantically. "Don't say another word, Marcus, or I will ruin you!"
"You already tried," Marcus replied smoothly, easily stepping out of the younger man's reach.
At that exact second, a sound completely shattered the silence of the grand hall.
Chime.
Then another. Chime. Ping. Buzz.
Within three seconds, a synchronized wave of notification sounds erupted across the entire room. Every single one of the four hundred wealthy guests pulled their smartphones from their purses and suit pockets at the exact same time.
The text message Marcus and Elena had triggered in the bridal suite had just been successfully delivered to every contact on the massive wedding guest list.
The guests looked down at their glowing screens.
Julian watched in absolute, paralyzed horror as a high-definition video began auto-playing on hundreds of screens simultaneously. The audio echoed through the grand hall. It was the hidden camera footage from two hours ago.
Smack. The sound of Julian striking Elena rang out from the speakers.
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"You're marrying me because I own your father's company," Julian's recorded voice boasted arrogantly from the phones. "I forged the ledgers perfectly. You're my property now, Elena."
👉 How will the elite society react to the monster standing at the altar?
