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Chapter 3 - The Frozen Accounts Spark Chaos In The Ballroom

Whispers and gasps surged through the lavish banquet hall like wildfire among the terrified high-society attendees.

“Did he say sixty-three million?” a prominent Wall Street investor muttered loudly, clutching his crystal wine glass in disbelief.

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Eleanor stepped forward, her emerald velvet dress rustling sharply against the marble floor as panic finally pierced her arrogant facade.

“Richard, tell me this is a sick joke right now! You didn't touch my personal trust accounts, did you?” Eleanor shrieked.

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