Chapter 7 - The Desperate Escape
Driven by pure, animalistic desperation, Vanessa realized her grand assassination plot had just violently unraveled in front of two hundred elite witnesses.
She didn't try to explain. With a feral shriek, Vanessa violently hurled the poisoned champagne glass directly at Ethan’s face.
The crystal shattered against his shoulder, spilling the toxic liquid harmlessly onto his black tuxedo jacket.
Vanessa hiked up the heavy skirt of her sparkling silver gown and sprinted wildly toward the massive double doors of the ballroom, desperate to escape into the night.
"Stop her!" a guest shouted.
But nobody had to move.
The heavy mahogany doors of the ballroom swung open inward before Vanessa could even reach them. Standing perfectly still in the entryway were six massive, heavily armed private security contractors.
They stepped forward, completely blocking the exit. They crossed their arms, staring at the terrified, weeping socialite with absolute disgust.
Vanessa spun around, frantically looking for another way out. She ran toward the service corridor, but two more towering guards stepped out from the shadows, effectively trapping her inside the ballroom.
She was surrounded.
Vanessa dropped to her knees on the polished marble floor, sobbing uncontrollably, her glamorous silver gown pooling around her like dirty water.
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"Ethan, I beg of you!" Vanessa wept hysterically, crawling back toward the center of the room. "He forced me to do it! The board members paid me! I can give you their names! Just let me walk away!"
👉 Ethan pulled out his phone, and the financial slaughter he unleashed would completely destroy her bloodline.
