Chapter 4
Rain began to pour over Manhattan as the disgraced wedding party was escorted out to the curb on Fifth Avenue.
Dozens of paparazzi flashes blinded Lucas and Chloe as they stood under the awning without a getaway limousine.
The luxury fleet of silver Town Cars Evelyn had hired was already driving away down the street.
"Where is the driver?" Arthur yelled at the valet, wiping rainwater from his grey hair.
"Ms. Vella canceled all transportation arrangements five minutes ago, sir," the valet replied neutrally.
Chloe sat down on the stone steps in her soaked wedding gown, weeping hysterically into her hands.
"My mother is waiting at the penthouse, Lucas!" Chloe sobbed, slamming her heels against the wet pavement.
"How are we supposed to get to the after-party in the Hamptons?"
Lucas searched his pockets frantically, pulling out four different platinum credit cards.
"We'll take a cab," Lucas muttered through gritted teeth, stepping into the street to hail a yellow taxi.
The first taxi driver rolled down his window, took one look at the ruined bride and angry entourage, and sped off.
"This is impossible!" Arthur roared, pulling out his personal phone to call the family attorney in Greenwich.
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"She cannot legally lock us out of our own lives overnight!"
Unbeknownst to Arthur, Evelyn was already sitting in her penthouse office, reviewing the forensic audit of his accounts.
