Chapter 13 - AMBUSH AT THE HAMPTONS
Three days later, Clara sought peace away from the media storm, staying at the family's private seaside estate in the Hamptons.
The crisp Atlantic breeze rustled the oceanfront grass as Clara walked along the secluded beach accompanied by Marcus.
Suddenly, a dark SUV pulled up onto the access road behind the sand dunes, its tires throwing gravel into the air.
Julian jumped out of the vehicle, his clothes wrinkled and his eyes bloodshot with desperate rage.
He held a heavy metal tire iron in his right hand, stepping onto the sand toward Clara with terrifying speed.
"You ruined my life, Clara!" Julian screamed, his voice wild and insane over the crashing ocean waves. "I had everything until you showed up with that damn watch!"
Marcus instantly stepped in front of Clara, pulling his sleek sidearm from his shoulder holster with lightning speed.
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"Step back, Mr. Vance!" Marcus ordered firmly, his body forming an impenetrable shield in front of the pregnant heiress.
"Get out of my way, guard!" Julian yelled hysterically, raising the heavy tire iron into the air.
