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Chapter 4 - The Exclusive Boston Dining Hall Falls Into Absolute Silence

Not a single person in the massive, gold-trimmed dining hall dared to breathe or whisper a single word.

The waiters stood frozen against the floral-wallpapered walls, holding trays filled with untouched champagne flutes.

Even the string quartet in the corner had stopped playing their classical instruments mid-melody, staring in horror.

The framed American flag hanging behind the head table rustled faintly from the central air-conditioning vent.

Chad felt the terrifying weight of a hundred wealthy socialites staring at his humiliating public downfall.

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“Let me go, Elena. We can step outside and discuss whatever financial compensation you want,” Chad hissed.

Elena tightened her grip just enough to remind him that he was entirely at her mercy.

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