Chapter 10 - The Destitute Socialite
Inside the penthouses of Upper East Side, Chloe sat on her plush velvet sofa surrounded by empty champagne bottles and ruined flowers.
Her phone rang continuously with calls from news outlets, high-society magazines, and former friends canceling their party invitations.
The front door kicked open, and Richard walked in, his suit jacket torn at the seam, his face pale with utter defeat.
"Dad! What happened at the office?!" Chloe shrieked, running over to him on trembling legs. "Why are the news networks reporting a takeover?!"
"We are ruined, Chloe!" Richard screamed, grabbing her by her silk shoulders and shaking her violently in hysterical panic.
"That old woman you sprayed with a garden hose owns fifty-one percent of our company!" Richard roared into her face.
"She froze our bank accounts! The federal marshals just impounded our yachts and our jet!" he shrieked, collapsing onto the rug.
Chloe stumbled backward, her hand covering her mouth as a cold wave of pure horror crushed her entire world.
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The poor, pathetic woman she had humiliated on the lawn was about to strip them of every single dollar they possessed.
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