Chapter 5 - The Traitorous Cousin Begs For Mercy
Realizing that prison was now an absolute certainty, Vanessa dropped her designer clutch and fell to her knees on the marble floor.
“Natalie, please! We’re family! We used to share secrets in our bedroom when we were little girls!” Vanessa sobbed pathetically.
I looked down at my cousin, feeling neither anger nor pity, only a hollow numbness that replaced years of lingering pain.
“When I was crying alone in our nursery while pregnant and abandoned, you were shopping with my stolen money, Vanessa,” I said softly.
“It was Ethan’s idea! He seduced me, he promised he would divorce you cleanly once the funds cleared!” Vanessa shrieked in defense.
Ethan glared at Vanessa from across the room, his voice venomous as the crumbling facade of their marriage instantly shattered.
“You greedy bitch! You helped plan the entire asset transfer from day one!” Ethan screamed back across the ballroom.
The wedding guests began whispering loudly behind their hands, pulling out smartphones to record the unprecedented high-society meltdown.
Sophia buried her face in her hands, realizing her dream wedding had turned into a televised public execution of our family.
“Security, escort these three individuals out of the building immediately,” Adrian commanded, his voice carrying absolute executive authority.
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The guards wasted no time, lifting Ethan and dragging him toward the service elevators while Vanessa was hauled away kicking and screaming.
My father stood frozen in place, watching his legacy collapse into dust before the very daughter he had betrayed years ago.
