CHAPTER 4: The Fall
The next morning, the gates of the mansion werenât guarded by silence anymore.
They were surrounded.
Press.
Authorities.
Questions that couldnât be ignored.
The patriarch, once untouchable, stood at the center of it allâno longer powerful⊠just exposed.
For the first time in decades, he had no control over the narrative.
And she?
She watched from a distance.
Not with revenge.
But with clarity.
Because this was never about destroying him.
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It was about freeing herself.
And others.
