Chapter 3 - Security Guards Abandon Victoria For The True Heiress
The two heavy-set security guards who had pinned Samantha to the marble floor instantly released their grip.
They looked at the solid-gold heirloom, then at Jonathan’s solemn nod, and immediately stepped back into respectful alignment.
“We made a terrible mistake, ma’am,” the lead guard muttered, lowering his head in deep professional shame.
Victoria’s manicured nails dug into the reception desk as she watched her loyal enforcers desert her in a heartbeat.
“Are you all idiots? Arrest her right now! Drag her down to the basement cells!” Victoria screamed hysterically.
Not a single guard moved to obey her command; they stood frozen like statues guarding a royal throne.
Samantha slowly adjusted her torn crimson flannel shirt, letting the heavy iron chains slip from her bruised wrists.
“Your reign of stolen luxury is officially over, Victoria,” Samantha stated, her voice echoing coldly through the grand lobby.
Jonathan turned his back completely on the trembling impostor, bowing his head respectfully toward the rightful owner.
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“Welcome home, Miss Samantha; the board has waited a lifetime for this very moment.”
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