Chapter 13 - RETURN TO MANHATTAN
The following morning, Adrian’s black SUV crossed the Manhattan Bridge under a crisp, autumn sky.
The city's skyline rose majestically in the distance, a concrete battlefield where empires were built and destroyed.
Maya wore a sharp grey wool coat over an elegant black dress, her dark hair styled neatly over her shoulders.
She was no longer the frightened maid in the burgundy dress; she was a woman ready to reclaim her legacy.
"Are you ready for this, Maya?" Adrian asked, checking his reflection in the rearview mirror as he straightened his tie.
"With you by my side, I am ready for anything, Adrian," Maya replied, her voice steady and full of conviction.
They pulled up directly outside the grand entrance of the New York Stock Exchange on Wall Street.
Dozens of photojournalists and television crews swarmed the vehicle as security guards cleared a path to the steps.
Adrian stepped out, turning around to hold Maya’s hand as they walked up the steps together before the flashing cameras.
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The entire financial district watched in awe as the disinherited heir presented his chosen partner to the world.
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