Chapter 9 - Diane Confronts Her Son In Anger
News of the corporate collapse traveled fast, and by noon, Diane stormed into Ryan’s downtown office unannounced.
She slammed her designer handbag onto the glass desk, her face contorted with fury and aristocratic outrage.
“What is this nonsense I’m hearing about our building lease being terminated and bank accounts being locked?” Diane demanded.
“I don’t know, Mother! Everything is falling apart in less than three hours!” Ryan yelled, pacing across the room.
“Call your wife right now and order her to make her family fix this immediately!” Diane ordered, pointing an accusing finger.
“I can’t call her! She blocked my number, and her brother won’t answer my texts either!” Ryan shouted back in frustration.
Diane stared at her son, the terrifying realization slowly dawning that they had underestimated quiet, unassuming people.
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“Who... who are her family really? How do they have this kind of instantaneous corporate power?” Diane whispered in disbelief.
“I thought her mother was just a sweet, quiet old widow living on a pension,” Ryan muttered, holding his head in his hands.
