Chapter 9 - Security Escorts Victoria Out Of The Grand Ballroom
Realizing the wedding was dead and her wealthy groom was staring at her with pure hatred, Victoria lost her temper completely. She grabbed a champagne flute from the table and smashed it against the marble floor, shards scattering across the room.
"I am a Harrington! You can't do this to me! This wedding cost half a million dollars!" Victoria shrieked at the top of her lungs. Two private security guards, recognizing the shifting power dynamic in the room, stepped forward and flanked her sides.
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"Miss Harrington, please remove yourself from the premises before local law enforcement arrives to escort you," the head guard instructed coldly. They grabbed her arms and dragged her kicking and screaming toward the rear service exit doors.
Her dream of ruling Newport society vanished into the rainy night air.
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