Chapter 7 - Watching an enraged matriarch storm out of the luxurious family estate after her malicious lies are completely dismantled by her deeply observant and protective husband.
Realizing that manipulation and tears were no longer working, Helen turned toward the grand double front doors of the estate.
"You will regret this day, Ethan! When you crawl back to me begging for forgiveness, I will make sure neither of you ever sees a dime!" Helen threatened.
She grabbed her designer leather handbag from the foyer console table, yanking the front door open with a violent slam.
A cool suburban breeze rushed into the foyer, rustling the silk of her blouse as she stepped out onto the cobblestone porch.
"Don't bother calling a cab; I've already arranged for a private town car to take you to your downtown hotel," Ethan called out smoothly.
Helen spun around, her face twisted in absolute fury before she marched down the steps and got into the waiting black sedan.
The vehicle's engine purred to life, pulling away down the quiet suburban street and disappearing into the rainy night.
Ethan closed the heavy front door, throwing the deadbolt lock into place with a definitive metallic click that echoed through the house.
He turned around, wrapping his arms gently around Chloe and burying his face in her long wavy dark hair.
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"I am so sorry I didn't see through her games sooner, Chloe; I promise you will never have to endure that again," Ethan whispered.
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