Chapter 3 - The Fake Mistress Is Escorted Off Base Grounds
Inside the lavish officer’s quarters, Vanessa Vance was adjusting her diamond necklace in front of a gilded floor-length mirror when security arrived.
Four heavily armed Military Police officers marched into the living room, their tactical boots heavy against the polished hardwood floors.
“Vanessa Vance, your base access privileges have been permanently revoked by order of the installation commander,” the squad lead announced flatly.
“Do you know who I am? I am Colonel Vance’s fiancée!” Vanessa shrieked, dropping her champagne flute onto the Persian rug with a crash.
“Colonel Vance no longer holds command authority on this installation, ma’am,” the lead officer replied, stepping forward to enforce the escort.
Vanessa’s eyes widened in sheer horror as two female officers seized her arms, guiding her firmly toward a waiting security van.
Base personnel gathered along the sidewalk, whispering and filming on their smartphones as the woman who bragged about her status was unceremoniously removed.
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She looked frantically for Marcus, but saw only her designer luggage being tossed onto the gravel driveway behind the security vehicle.
Her golden lifestyle, fueled by military influence and corporate defense funds, had dissolved in less than ten minutes of calculated legal retaliation.
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