Chapter 9 - Selina Realizes Her Luxury is Gone
While Flynn stared blindly at the court summons, his phone buzzed against the floor where he had dropped it earlier.
He bent down slowly, snatching the device off the marble tiles and swiping to answer an incoming video call from Selina.
Her face appeared on the screen, framed against the expensive background of a five-star hotel suite in downtown Manhattan.
“Flynn, darling, room service is refusing to charge my breakfast to your corporate account,” Selina complained with a pout.
“Shut up, Selina!” Flynn barked, his voice trembling with a mixture of rage and sheer terror.
“What do you mean, shut up? My credit card just got declined at the designer boutique downstairs too!” she snapped back.
“Our accounts are frozen! Mabel locked us out of the entire trust! We are legally broke!” Flynn screamed into the screen.
Selina’s expression morphed from irritation into absolute, horrified panic as the golden cage she built around herself vanished overnight.
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“You told me her child wouldn't affect our inheritance! You said she was weak!” Selina shrieked hysterically.
“Get your things and get out of that hotel right now, because I can’t even pay for your room!” Flynn yelled, hanging up abruptly.
