Chapter 4 - Eleanor Faces an Unyielding Force
The bodyguard near the doorway shifted uncomfortably, his hand resting instinctively near his tactical radio holster.
“Mrs. Eleanor, perhaps we should let them leave before things escalate further,” the bodyguard suggested in a low murmur.
Eleanor glared at him with sharp, venomous disapproval that instantly silenced any further professional advice.
“Nobody leaves until I say so,” Eleanor declared, standing up with a stiffness born of unyielding pride and age.
Stallone didn't blink as she approached them, his broad shoulders blocking any possible path to the terrified child behind him.
“You think you can intimidate me with your stares, Eleanor, but those tactics only work on people who depend on you,” Stallone said.
“You depend on this family’s legacy more than you care to admit,” Eleanor hissed, stepping within arm's reach.
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“I built my own life far away from your tainted money and your miserable rules,” Stallone retorted coldly.
The older cousin who had delivered the slap began to cry quietly in the corner, overwhelmed by the storm he triggered.
