PART 3: THE STERLING RECKONING
I stepped into the center of the ballroom, every step echoing across the polished marble floor until the ambient chatter died down.
Dominic turned toward the commotion, his triumphant smile freezing instantly as his eyes locked onto mine and our daughter’s.
“Vivienne?” he stammered, dropping his champagne glass onto the floor where it shattered into dozens of sparkling shards.
The woman beside him stood up haughtily, adjusting her silk gown while glaring at me with supreme arrogance.
“Who is this pathetic woman, Dominic?” she demanded loudly. “Security, get this intruder out of our private celebration!”
Before security could even step forward, the grand double doors of the hall burst open, revealing my brother surrounded by a squad of corporate attorneys.
My brother held up a stack of foreclosed deeds and immediate asset freeze orders bearing the official seal of Sterling Global Holdings.
“The party is officially over, Dominic,” my brother announced, his voice echoing with absolute authority through the silent hall.
(The shocking truth about his company is about to be laid bare! Click “Next Page” to continue reading…)
