Chapter 2 - The Shocking Message Shatters The Manhattan Hotel Lobby Silence
The glowing screen of Arthur’s smartphone seemed to burn through his leather gloves as the three words echoed in his mind.
“She knows everything,” Arthur whispered under his breath, his voice barely audible over the hum of the Manhattan hotel lobby.
Evelyn slowly pushed herself up from the cold marble floor, her royal-plum tweed suit stained with dirt and damp rain.
Her sharp silver-gray eyes locked onto Arthur’s pale face, reading the sheer, unadulterated terror written across his weathered features.
“Who sent that text, Arthur?” Evelyn demanded, her tone shifting from blind rage to a cold, predatory whisper.
Samantha stood between them, her emerald-green jumpsuit vivid against the muted tones of the hotel’s high-society decor.
She felt her father’s arm shaking violently against her grip, a reaction she had never seen from the ruthlessly composed billionaire.
“Dad... talk to me,” Samantha pleaded, her young voice breaking through the heavy silence of the gathered crowd of onlookers.
“Who is 'She'? What is happening between you and Aunt Evelyn?” Samantha asked, looking frantically back and forth between them.
Arthur shoved the smartphone deep inside his tailored suit jacket, turning his head away from both women toward the front glass doors.
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Outside on Fifth Avenue, three heavy black utility vehicles pulled up to the curb, their emergency lights flashing quietly in the fog.
“We have to get out of here right now, Samantha,” Arthur commanded, grabbing his daughter’s wrist with frantic, trembling strength.
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