Chapter 9 - The Digital Deadlock
The chaotic, toxic energy completely electrified the warm New Orleans penthouse. Adrian Marchetti violently lost his mind. The arrogant, sophisticated mafia boss completely vanished, instantly turning into a desperate, feral animal.
"Give me that photograph!" Adrian roared aggressively, violently lunging across the massive marble table, entirely ready to physically attack the innocent little girl to protect his treasonous secret.
But Poppy didn't flinch, and she didn't run. She completely stood her ground, her natural micro-expressions radiating pure, unadulterated defiance.
"You can tear up that picture," Poppy stated clinically, her voice echoing across the silent room and instantly stopping Adrian in his tracks. "But it won't matter. While you were pouring your smelly drink earlier, I picked up the black phone your guard left on the kitchen counter."
The stern bodyguard standing near the kitchen violently patted his suit pocket, profound panic actively destroying his face as he realized his encrypted smartphone was completely missing.
"I have a perfect memory," Poppy reminded him sweetly. "My daddy is your accountant. I saw the secret emergency phone number for the supreme boss in New York on my daddy's computer three months ago. I remembered all ten digits."
Adrian physically stopped breathing. His knees literally buckled, and he collapsed heavily back into his blue velvet chair.
"I used the guard's phone to take a picture of the photograph," Poppy explained flawlessly. "I typed in the supreme boss's number. And I pressed the little green button. The picture is already gone, Mr. Adrian. The boss in New York already knows you are a traitor."
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Adrian let out a horrific, high-pitched scream of pure, apocalyptic terror. His entire multi-million-dollar illusion was completely, permanently shattered in a single evening. The little girl hadn't just blackmailed him; she had actively, flawlessly executed his complete destruction. The stern men in suits slowly backed away from Adrian, instantly realizing their boss was a dead man walking. They aggressively unholstered their weapons, aiming them directly at the traitor sitting in the velvet chair.
👉 Read Part 10 to see the absolute, devastating consequence and the ultimate justice for Poppy's family.
