Chapter 9 - Justice Served
As federal officers dragged Celeste and her father out of the ballroom, Butler Thomas fell to his knees in front of Caleb, weeping uncontrollably.
“Mr. Blackwell, please forgive me! They threatened my family’s safety!” Thomas begged.
“You betrayed this household, Thomas,” Caleb said coldly, waving his hand. “Chief Ryan, escort him to the police station as well.”
Within ten minutes, the corrupt figures were removed, and the ballroom quieted down. High-society guests looked at Marisol with new-found respect and awe.
Caleb walked over to Marisol and little Daisy. He looked down at the tired mother who had stood her ground with unwavering courage.
“Marisol,” Caleb said, his voice softening completely as he looked at her. “I apologize deeply for the humiliation you and your daughter suffered in my house tonight.”
Marisol smiled gently, holding Daisy higher against her shoulder. “Justice was served, Mr. Blackwell. That’s all that matters.”
Caleb reached out, gently patting little Daisy’s soft brown hair. “And you, little princess... you are the bravest girl in this entire city.”
Daisy smiled innocently, leaning her head against Caleb’s broad shoulder. “Can we have real cake now, Mama?”
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The entire room burst into warm, affectionate laughter.
👉 Three months later, a stunning transformation took place at the Blackwell headquarters.
