Chapter 6 - THE FORECLOSURE OF PRIDE
The seventy-two hours of arrogant confidence the Miller family had paraded dissolved into a pathetic wail of pure animalistic terror.
As the county sheriff’s deputies arrived at the suburban mansion, the heavy moving boxes were stacked high along the manicured lawn.
Julian stood by the driveway, his hands clutched in his pockets, his custom-tailored lifestyle completely stripped down to the bone.
"Chloe, please!" Eleanor sobbed, falling onto her knees on the stone porch steps, her manicured fingers clutching my trousers.
"We made an unforgivable mistake under pressure! We are your family! You cannot leave us without a place to sleep!"
"You didn't think of family when you stood in this exact doorway and demanded two thousand dollars from my baby," I said down to her.
"You managed your greed, and when you couldn't control me, you tried to erase my husband's existence to protect your comfort."
Vanessa hurried down the steps, her designer handbag open as she tried to salvage her remaining jewelry from the enforcement lockers.
"This is illegal! My family has connections with the city council! You're going to pay for this, Chloe!" she screamed hysterically.
"Your family's connections were liquidated this morning when the bank finalized the corporate fraud indictment, Vanessa," I replied coldly.
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The heavy moving trucks pulled away from the curb, leaving the three conspirators standing on the empty sidewalk in the cold wind.
I walked inside the beautiful, quiet house, the smell of their expensive candles gone, replaced by the sweet scent of a new beginning.
