Chapter 8 - Marcus Pleads For Forgiveness From His Stepmother
Marcus crawled across the polished marble floor toward Elena, grasping desperately at the hem of her expensive designer evening gown.
“Elena, please... I’m your stepson, we’re family! Don’t leave us destitute on the streets of New York,” Marcus begged tearfully.
Elena looked down at Marcus with absolute indifference, gently pulling her dress away from his trembling, sweaty hands.
“Family? When you embezzled corporate reserve funds to cover your gambling debts, you stopped being family long ago,” Elena stated.
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“You kept us living in this penthouse just so you could torture us slowly with the illusion of power,” Arthur growled angrily.
“I kept you here so you could learn what it feels like to be completely powerless,” Elena countered without missing a beat.
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