Chapter 3 - Ryan’s Shocked Realization At Home
Inside the grand dining room, Diane stood frozen near the center of the shattered ceramic and scattered chicken bones.
Her expensive designer dress was ruined, soaked in greasy food debris and vegetable broth that dripped onto the Persian rug.
Ryan staggered back to his feet, holding his throbbing jaw with one hand while glaring furiously toward the empty doorway.
“She... she hit me! And her brother assaulted me in my own mother’s house!” Ryan yelled, his face twisted in absolute disbelief.
Diane let out a sharp, hysterical shriek, wiping a piece of gristle off her cheek with a lace handkerchief in absolute horror.
“How dare they! Trash! Absolute common trash walking into my home and ruining my vintage rugs!” Diane shrieked loudly.
“Calm down, Mother. I’ll call the police right now and have Liam arrested for felony assault,” Ryan muttered, reaching for his phone.
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He punched the screen angrily, dialing local law enforcement while pacing back and forth across the wreckage of the dinner table.
Little did Ryan know, dialing the police would only bring official investigators closer to auditing his own shady business dealings.
