Chapter 3: The Fall Begins
At 9:47 PM, Adrian received the first call.
His smile faded as he listened. “What do you mean frozen? That’s impossible.”
At 10:12 PM, the second call came.
“What do you mean revoked? That contract is mine!”
By 10:30, the panic had set in.
Vanessa paced the marble floors. “Adrian, what’s happening?”
Before he could answer, the front doors opened.
Not servants.
Not guests.
Officials.
Lawyers.
Security.
One man stepped forward calmly. “Mr. Adrian, you are hereby notified that this property is no longer under your ownership. You are required to vacate immediately.”
Vanessa laughed nervously. “This is a joke, right?”
The man didn’t blink. “You have thirty minutes.”
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Adrian’s face turned white. “This is Claire. She did this.”
“Oh,” the man replied evenly, “Miss Claire merely reclaimed what was always hers.”
