Chapter 7 - Amelia Retires To The Private Executive Penthouse Suite
Amelia turned her back on the weeping socialite and walked briskly toward the private executive elevator bank.
Marcus and two armed security guards cleared a wide path through the stunned crowd of silent onlookers.
The private elevator chime rang softly as the glass doors slid open, revealing a private transit shaft leading straight to the roof.
Amelia stepped inside, adjusting the collar of her blouse where the red mark from the chain still throbbed visibly.
She pressed the top-floor penthouse button, watching the lobby floor recede rapidly through the transparent glass walls.
The glittering chandeliers and terrified faces shrank into miniature vignettes of a corrupt empire finally being cleansed.
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When the doors opened on the penthouse level, the crisp breeze of the Atlantic Ocean swept across the private terrace.
She walked into the sprawling glass-walled suite, ready to dismantle every illegal transaction Richard and Vanessa had orchestrated.
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