Chapter 7 - The True Nature Of Her Mission
Standing beneath the glittering crystal chandeliers, Maren recounted the harrowing truth of what happened three years ago overseas.
“When my convoy was ambushed in Eastern Europe, it wasn't enemy combatants who leaked our coordinates to the insurgency,” Maren began.
She turned her fierce, unwavering gaze directly toward Eleanor and the handcuffed Arthur struggling against the marshals.
“It was my own family’s corporate shell company selling our tactical operational frequencies for a multi-million-dollar defense contract,” she revealed.
A heavy, suffocating silence blanketed the ballroom as the guests absorbed the horrific betrayal committed by their wealthy peers.
“When I survived the ambush and spent two years in an underground black-site prison, you threw a memorial gala to celebrate,” Maren said.
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“You collected my insurance payout, looted my venture capital, and danced on my grave before my body was even cold,” she finished bitterly.
Tears finally welled in Eleanor’s eyes, not out of remorse, but from the terrifying realization that her empire was completely gone.
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