Chapter 16 - Derek Hits Absolute Rock Bottom On Fifth Avenue
Released on a restricted signature bond pending trial, Derek wandered along Fifth Avenue in a cheap thrift-store winter coat.
The freezing rain soaked through his collar as holiday shoppers hurried past him without a single glance of recognition.
His bank accounts were frozen, his credit cards were canceled, and his family name was synonymous with federal white-collar crime.
He stopped in front of the massive glass windows of Whitmore Tower, staring up at the gleaming corporate logo at the summit.
It was the very building where Clara now sat as chairwoman of the board, governing billions in global capital.
A security guard stepped out from the revolving glass doors, recognizing the disheveled figure standing on the pristine marble steps.
“Move along, sir; loitering is not permitted in front of the executive entrance,” the guard instructed with polite coldness.
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Derek didn't argue or shout; he simply turned around and shuffled away into the gray New York slush.
He finally understood what it felt like to be treated as invisible by a world that once bowed at his feet.
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