Chapter 6
Back in the grand ballroom, the wedding reception had completely disintegrated into a disorganized mob of gossiping socialites and panicked vendors.
Social media feeds across the United States were already flooded with live-streamed clips of the microphone drop and the bride's public meltdown.
Hashtags like #WeddingCanceled and #GreedyBride trended globally within minutes, dominating Twitter and TikTok algorithms nationwide.
Chloe sat on the edge of the stage, her phone buzzing incessantly with notification alerts from outraged investors and mocking friends.
She threw her phone across the polished floor, watching the screen shatter into a spiderweb of cracks against the brass floor trim.
"Find my father! Someone find my father right now!" Chloe screamed at the cowering wedding coordinator standing near the dessert table.
The subtle US flag in the background caught the harsh strobe lights of news cameras that had already slipped past hotel security.
The illusion of untouchable high-society perfection had been stripped away, exposing the rot underneath for the entire world to see.
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Chloe's bridesmaids frantically gathered their designer purses, slipping out through the kitchen service doors to avoid being associated with the disaster.
The grand wedding cake sat completely untouched in the center of the room, a multi-tiered monument to a romance built entirely on vanity.
