Chapter 8 - Eleanor Realizes Her Empire Is Gone
Eleanor stumbled backward, catching herself against a marble pillar as the heavy weight of failure crushed her spirit.
Her million-dollar penthouse, her luxury vehicles, and her high-society status were vanishing into thin air.
“It’s over, Eleanor,” Emily said quietly, looking down at the broken socialite with calm indifference.
“You brought this upon yourself the moment you chose greed and cruelty over integrity.”
Eleanor sank slowly onto a nearby wrought-iron patio chair, burying her face in her trembling hands to sob.
Not a single person in the entire courtyard stepped forward to offer her a tissue or a kind word.
The glittering Hamptons poolside party had transformed into a courtroom of public execution for the arrogant elite.
Arthur turned his attention back to the remaining guests, raising his voice so everyone could hear his final decree.
May you like
“The party is concluded, ladies and gentlemen,” Arthur announced evenly across the silent, illuminated deck.
“Please gather your belongings and make your way toward the exit gates immediately.”
