Chapter 9 - The Quiet Word That Destroys an Entire Corporate Future
Inside the private security office overlooking the mall atrium, Dante's top financial advisor waited patiently.
“Is the transfer finalized?” Dante asked, walking into the room with Sadie resting securely by his side.
“Yes, Mr. Moretti; all domestic accounts belonging to the Evans family have been frozen under federal injunction,” the advisor said.
Sadie looked out the reinforced glass window down at the bustling crowd below moving in slow motion.
“Did you leave them anything at all?” Sadie asked, a faint trace of curiosity in her tone.
“Enough to pay for a cheap bus ticket out of the city, nothing more,” Dante replied with a faint smirk.
He pulled out the understated silver cuff links Sadie had been looking at from his pocket, placing them in her hand.
“You forgot your purchase, tesoro; though I think you own the boutique now anyway,” Dante teased gently.
Sadie smiled, tracing the cool metal of the cuff links with her thumb as a symbol of her independence.
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“Thank you, Dante... for everything,” she whispered, leaning her head against his broad shoulder.
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