Chapter 9 - The Execution of Justice
"Take her to the warehouse," Julian commanded, his voice completely devoid of mercy. "Strip every single bank account she owns. Transfer every dollar to Sarah’s name. When you are done, hand her over to the federal authorities with the embezzlement files. Make sure the judge denies her bail."
"No! Julian, you can't!" Monica shrieked like a feral animal, kicking wildly as two massive bodyguards hauled her up from the floor. "I am your fiancée! I am high society! You need me!"
"You are a ghost," Julian corrected her, turning his back completely.
Monica’s pathetic, hysterical cries echoed through the restaurant as she was violently dragged out the front doors and thrown into the back of a black SUV. Her stolen wealth, her arrogant status, and her entire future were permanently, irreversibly destroyed.
The heavy doors slammed shut, plunging the dining room back into a profound, emotional silence. The wealthy guests sat frozen, watching the aftermath of the brutal justice.
Julian stood still for a moment, letting the dark, violent energy slowly fade from his broad shoulders. He took a deep, shuddering breath.
The terrifying mafia boss completely melted away.
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He turned around and slowly walked back over to Sarah. The beautiful, exhausted waitress was still standing in her uniform, clutching her silver serving tray, tears of pure relief and shock streaming down her face.
👉 What incredible, life-changing reward will Julian offer to the true heiress?
