Chapter 8: The Confrontation
The heavy oak doors swung open, and Alexander walked in, holding a leather briefcase. He didn't look like a defeated man. His head was held high, his posture dominant.
Victor stood up, flashing a predatory grin. "Alexander. So glad you could make it. I have the transfer papers right here. Just sign on the dotted line, and this nightmare ends for you."
Chloe sneered from the corner. "You should have just let me do my job at the boutique, Alex. Look what it cost you."
Alexander placed the briefcase on the table, but he didn't open it. He looked directly at Chloe. "You destroyed thousands of jobs, ruined my mother's health, and tarnished a legacy, all because your ego was bruised when you were caught abusing an elderly woman?"
"It's business, Alexander. Evolve or die," Victor interrupted, tapping his pen on the table. "Sign the papers."
Alexander picked up the pen, hovering it over the signature line. Victor’s eyes widened with greedy anticipation. But instead of signing, Alexander snapped the pen in half and tossed it on the documents.
"I'm not signing anything," Alexander said calmly. "Because as of five minutes ago, the FBI raided your corporate offices, Victor. And they are currently knocking on the door of this country club."
Victor froze. "You're bluffing."
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Right on cue, the wail of police sirens pierced the quiet night air, growing louder by the second.
👇 The police are here! Is there any escape for Victor and Chloe?
