Chapter 4 - Watching an arrogant mother in law threaten total financial ruin if her son dares defy her ironclad domestic rules in this upscale American estate today.
Eleanor smoothed down the front of her plum velvet dress, her posture remaining stiff, dominant, and utterly unyielding.
"If you walk out those front doors tonight, Ethan, every corporate trust, vehicle, and bank account you own will be frozen by dawn," she stated flatly.
She walked toward the refrigerator, pouring herself a glass of ice water with chilling composure as if discussing the weather.
"You think money is the chain that keeps me tied to your approval, Mother? You underestimate how much I despise your tyranny," Ethan said.
Clara rested her chin on the baby's soft blanket, her heart pounding against her ribs as she realized the massive sacrifice Ethan was making.
"He's right, Eleanor; we would rather live in a cardboard box than spend another second under your psychological torture," Clara spoke up bravely.
Eleanor turned slowly, her gaze narrowing into daggers as she realized her ultimate threat of financial destruction had completely failed.
"You are throwing away a dynasty for a penniless girl and a crying infant," Eleanor sneered, shaking her head in utter disgust.
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"We are building our own legacy, free from your poison," Ethan declared, grabbing the car keys from the counter hook.
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