Chapter 21 - The Confrontation in the Dark
Damian didn't wait for morning; he stormed up the grand staircase, throwing open the bedroom door with enough force to crack the drywall.
Celeste was sitting at her vanity table removing her diamond earrings, watching his reflection in the gilded mirror without a trace of surprise.
“You wiped the security logs,” Damian stated, his voice trembling with a mixture of grief, betrayal, and absolute rage.
“I had to, Damian,” Celeste sighed, turning around slowly in her chair.
“The staff has been leaking false stories to the tabloids about our family. I was protecting our corporate brand.”
“You murdered Martha, didn't you?” Damian blurted out, the darkest suspicion finally taking verbal form.
Celeste’s eyes widened slightly before a cold, hard laugh escaped her lips.
“Murdered Martha? Have you lost your mind entirely, Damian?” she mocked, standing up to face him.
“You are letting your paranoia destroy our family all over again!”
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“I want a divorce, Celeste,” Damian said quietly, the words dropping like lead weights between them.
“And by morning, the federal authorities will be searching every square inch of this house.”
