Chapter 8 - Elena's Desperate Betrayal
Left alone in the massive foyer with her fallen son exiled outside, Elena realized she needed to save her own skin.
She pulled her smartphone from her evening gown pocket, dialing Ethan's number with frantic, shaking fingers.
"Ethan, listen to me! We need to liquidate our personal offshore accounts before Arthur freezes everything," Elena hissed into the mic.
"It's too late, Mom! Federal agents are already at my downtown office seizing the servers!" Ethan screamed over police sirens.
The line clicked dead in her ear, leaving Elena standing in the empty marble hall beneath the unblinking American flag.
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She walked slowly toward the grand kitchen, pouring herself a fresh glass of red wine with hands that refused to stop shaking.
Her wealthy lifestyle, built on deception and cruelty, was officially over, traded for a lonely future of complete irrelevance.
