Chapter 5 - CHLOE'S TRUE COLORS
Back at the Greenwich mansion, Chloe paced frantically across the grand living room, holding the crying infant in her arms.
The news channel on the massive wall-mounted television flared with breaking headlines detailing the sudden raid on Sterling Global.
Reporters stood outside the Wall Street headquarters, broadcasting live video of federal marshals carrying files out of the building.
Chloe’s phone rang, displaying Carter’s contact name, and she snatched it up instantly.
"Carter! What is happening on the news?" Chloe demanded, her tone sharp and devoid of the sweet affection she usually displayed. "Are the bank accounts frozen?"
"Chloe, listen to me carefully," Carter panicked over the receiver. "I need you to take the emergency vault keys from my master closet and meet me at the private airstrip."
"Vault keys?" Chloe scoffed bitterly, her dark eyes narrowing with intense calculation. "Are you telling me you don't have access to the liquid cash anymore?"
"It's temporary! Just get the keys!" Carter begged, his arrogance completely shattered.
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"I didn't leave my career to live on the run with a fugitive, Carter," Chloe said cold, hanging up the phone before he could respond.
She immediately set the baby in the crib, walked upstairs to the master suite, and began packing her diamond jewelry into a designer tote bag.
