Chapter 9 - Diego Realizes His Fatal Miscalculation Now
Diego buried his face in his hands, finally understanding the catastrophic magnitude of his arrogant stupidity.
He had bitten the hand that fed him, mistaking a billionaire’s cautious protection for weakness and ignorance.
“Please, Alvin... talk to your daughter when she wakes up... she loves me, she’ll forgive me!” Diego begged pathetically.
“My daughter has spent seven months enduring your mother’s venom and your secret infidelities in silence,” Alvin said.
“That silence ended the moment you pushed her under that freezing water.”
Two security guards grabbed Diego by the shoulders, hauling him up roughly from the floor like a common criminal.
Brenna tried to grab her designer handbag from the sofa, but an operative blocked her path with immovable force.
“Leave everything. You are leaving this house with exactly what you brought into it: absolutely nothing,” the guard ordered.
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They were dragged out into the freezing blizzard, shoved into the back of a waiting transport vehicle without coats.
Alvin turned his back on them, rushing back inside to oversee the critical medical treatment being administered to his daughter.
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