Chapter 2: The Quiet Phone Call
Cassandra blinked, momentarily stunned, before a harsh, mocking laugh escaped her lips. "Ruination? From a nobody in a discount shawl? Do you know who I am? My husband owns half the commercial real estate in this city. You can't touch—"
Eleanor didn't argue. She didn't shout or raise her voice. With chilling composure, she reached into her evening clutch and pulled out her phone. Her fingers tapped the screen once, placing a direct, encrypted call.
There was no hesitation on the other end.
"Execute Protocol Alpha," Eleanor said quietly into the receiver, her tone as smooth and cold as polished steel. "Liquidate every equity share held in Moretti Holdings. Cancel the primary lines of credit. And notify the board that the Laurent Trust is calling in its emergency loans—effective immediately."
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She hung up before Cassandra could formulate a response.
The atmosphere inside the ballroom shifted instantly. A heavy, suffocating tension settled over the guests as high-powered executives around the room suddenly felt their cell phones begin to vibrate violently in their pockets.
