Chapter 10 - Confronting Celeste At Her Office
Celeste sat at her desk in a luxury marketing agency downtown, trying desperately to salvage her crumbling professional reputation.
The glass office door swung open without warning, and Emma stepped inside wearing a tailored charcoal trench coat.
Celeste stood up quickly, her artificial composure cracking as she stared at the woman she had tried to ruin.
“You can’t just walk in here, Emma! Security will—,” Celeste stammered, backing away toward the window.
“Security is currently downstairs confiscating your company laptop and freezing your personal bank accounts,” Emma interrupted smoothly.
“I didn't do anything wrong! Nathan manipulated me into helping with the paperwork!” Celeste lied instantly, her voice pitching up.
Emma walked slowly toward her, stopping just a few feet away with a gaze as cold as winter ice.
“You worked for my mother, Celeste; you knew every clause of that trust better than most attorneys do,” Emma said quietly.
“You thought you could step into my life, take my husband, and inherit my family’s entire legacy.”
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“The federal prosecutor has your email correspondence with Nathan detailing the forgery timeline,” Emma added.
Celeste’s legs gave out beneath her, and she collapsed into her desk chair, sobbing tears of pure, unadulterated panic.
