Chapter 11 - THE MEDIA FIRESTORM
By evening, news vans from every major network across the United States swarmed the perimeter of the Vance Global headquarters.
Flashing red and blue lights illuminated the US flag waving proudly near the entrance as reporters fought for camera angles.
Billionaire Heiress Dethroned: Lost Daughter Found After Twenty Years Takes Control of Vance Empire, read the bold banner.
Footage of Victoria being escorted out of the building in disgrace played on continuous loops across national television screens.
In her penthouse suite, Chloe watched the broadcast quietly while sipping a cup of hot tea with her father.
"You handled the press conference like a seasoned veteran today," Arthur praised warmly, resting his hand on her shoulder.
"I just spoke the truth, Dad," Chloe replied softly, testing the unfamiliar word on her tongue with a genuine smile.
Suddenly, her secure executive phone buzzed violently on the glass coffee table, displaying an unknown restricted caller ID.
Chloe picked up the device, sliding her thumb across the screen to accept the incoming encrypted transmission.
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"If you think you've won, Chloe, you gravely underestimate how deep our family's roots go," a distorted voice hissed before hanging up.
Chloe stared at the dead screen, her investigative instincts instantly flaring up as a cold chill ran down her spine.
