Chapter 15 - Victoria Discovers She Was Only A Disposable Pawn
Locked in a holding room at the back of the textile mill, Victoria heard the gunfire echoing through the industrial corridors.
The door swung open violently, and Nathan Whitmore walked into the room like an executioner stepping onto a scaffold.
Victoria scrambled backward against the wall, her designer dress stained with soot and her hair tangled in wild disarray.
“Nathan! Please, you have to help me! Dominic forced me to spy on you; I didn't have a choice!” she shrieked hysterically.
Nathan stopped a few feet away, looking down at her with a chilling, clinical detachment that terrified her more than anger.
“Dominic treated you like a disposable tool, and you were foolish enough to think you were his partner,” Nathan stated coldly.
“I loved you! We were supposed to be married!” Victoria sobbed, reaching out a trembling hand toward his tailored suit.
“You loved the status, the wealth, and the power, but you never understood the basic rule my mother taught me,” Nathan replied.
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“What rule?” she whispered, her voice breaking completely under the weight of her utter ruin.
“You learn who someone is by watching how they treat a person who can do nothing for them,” Nathan said before turning away.
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