Chapter 11 - THE CRUMBLING MORNING
Back at the luxury mansion, morning sunlight struggled to pierce through the heavy, grey smog of the Chicago skyline.
Julian woke up sprawled across the living room sofa, his navy tuxedo wrinkled and stained from the night before.
His phone buzzed incessantly on the glass coffee table, displaying a string of urgent banking alarms.
He groggily grabbed the device, swiping open his primary mobile banking application with a heavy sigh.
Account Alert: Negative Balance - Emergency Margin Call Enforced, the glowing red screen declared.
Julian bolted upright, his eyes widening in sheer disbelief as he tapped through his corporate portfolios.
Every single company account, investment fund, and personal trust had been completely wiped clean.
"This is a mistake... this has to be a system glitch!" Julian yelled frantically to the empty penthouse.
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Vanessa walked down the grand staircase wrapped in her silk robe, her face pale and devoid of morning makeup.
"Julian, my credit cards are all declined! The country club just called and cancelled our membership!" she shrieked.
