Chapter 7 - SHOCKWAVES ON WALL STREET
Down on Wall Street, rumors began spreading across private trading desks like wildfire.
The sudden lockdown of the Vance Global Penthouse during the annual shareholders' pre-gala had sent shockwaves through the financial district.
"What do you mean Julian Vance is detained inside his own building?" a senior partner at Goldman Sachs shouted into his phone.
Inside the penthouse lounge, Julian was screaming quietly into his receiver, trying to contact his mother, Eleanor Vance.
"Mom! You need to get up here right now!" Julian hissed under his breath. "Grandmother has completely lost her mind over some pregnant girl wearing Aunt Sarah's watch!"
On the other end of the line, Eleanor dropped her crystal wine glass, the red liquid splashing across her cream silk rug.
"What did you say?" Eleanor gasped, her voice trembling in sudden terror. "Sarah's watch?"
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"Yes! Some pregnant girl claiming I knocked her up!" Julian spat out. "Grandmother ordered an emergency DNA test!"
"Julian, listen to me very carefully," Eleanor whispered, her voice shaking uncontrollably. "You cannot let that DNA test happen."
