Chapter 5 - The Reality Check
"Come over here, Brandon," Eleanor commanded softly, yet the authority in her voice brooked no argument.
Brandon stepped forward, his legs moving mechanically. He looked completely panicked, a man walking to the gallows. He stopped next to Chloe, unable to meet Eleanor's eyes.
"Brandon, honey, tell security to remove this woman," Chloe demanded, though a hint of uncertainty now laced her voice as she noticed her fiancé's pale, sweating face.
Eleanor lowered her phone. The lobby was dead silent. She looked at Chloe, stripping away the woman's arrogance with a single, unshakeable truth.
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"Brandon doesn't run this hotel," Eleanor stated firmly, her voice carrying absolute finality. She took a deliberate step forward, closing the distance between them. "He works for me."
Chloe’s smug expression shattered. Her jaw dropped slightly as her eyes darted to Brandon, seeking a denial that never came. Brandon simply stared at the floor in shame. Eleanor stepped closer, going face-to-face with the woman who had assaulted her. The air crackled with tension as the true boss of The Grand Belmont looked the arrogant guest dead in the eye, the power dynamic entirely, irrevocably flipped.
