Chapter 9 - Julian Tries To Play The Victim
Julian pushed past his mother, stepping unsteadily toward Alexander with a desperate, pathetic expression on his face.
“Listen, Mr. Vance, whatever she told you is completely exaggerated! She started a fight and ruined our dinner party!” Julian whined.
Alexander didn't say a word; he simply raised his right hand and struck Julian across the face with devastating force.
The sound of the open-handed slap echoed off the dining room walls, sending Julian stumbling backward into a glass cabinet.
Fine crystal glassware shattered into a thousand glittering pieces as Julian hit the floor in a heap of designer fabric and soup.
“That’s for raising your hand against my niece,” Alexander said, his tone terrifyingly calm as he adjusted his suit cuffs.
“You can't just assault people! I’m calling the police!” Julian screamed, clutching his stinging cheek from the floor.
“Your phone has no signal, Julian, and the police are currently executing search warrants at your corporate offices,” Alexander noted.
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Margaret rushed to her son’s side, glaring up at Alexander with eyes full of venom and helpless fury.
“You are destroying decades of hard work over a family domestic dispute!” Margaret cried out hysterically.
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