Chapter 4 - Alyssa Confronts Caleb From The Terracotta Floor Tiles
“You think you’re so righteous, don't you, Caleb? Playing the hero while your financial life is burning to the ground?” Alyssa sneered.
She brushed the dust off her black slacks with jerky, exaggerated movements, trying to regain a shred of her shattered dignity.
“Every single cent in our joint savings account went toward paying off my boutique investments in downtown Manhattan,” Alyssa admitted proudly.
Caleb’s eyes narrowed further, the last remaining thread of his marital patience snapping completely under the weight of her confession.
“You embezzled our life savings for a failing clothing store without telling me a single word?” Caleb asked, his voice shaking.
“It’s called business acumen, Caleb! Something neither you nor your pathetic mother understands in this suburban backwater!” Alyssa shouted.
Margaret flinched at the insult, burying her face deeper into Caleb’s chest to shield herself from the toxic verbal assault.
“You’ve crossed a line from which there is no return, Alyssa,” Caleb stated quietly, stepping away from his mother for a moment.
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He pulled his smartphone from his pocket, his thumb swiping across the screen with practiced, lethal efficiency.
“I’m calling the police and my corporate attorney right now; your financial sabotage and assault end tonight,” Caleb warned.
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