PART 13: THE DEFAULT NOTICE
PART 13: THE DEFAULT NOTICE
The aftershocks of Oliver’s confession completely leveled the remaining family network.
At 4:00 p.m. on Friday, Elena’s fiancé, a junior venture partner named Robert Vance, sat inside his private club, his face pale as he stared at a formal default notice delivered by a courier. The document bore the official seal of the Kensington Trust’s legal department.
"They're calling the loan, Robert," his father said, setting a drink down with a hard, dry click against the walnut table. "The three million dollars you invested into your tech startup was backed by a secondary guarantee from Oliver’s consultancy shares. Since those shares have been legally wiped out by the receivership, the bank is executing a full collateral recovery."
Robert rubbed his face, his posture completely collapsing. "Our wedding is in three weeks, Dad. The catering, the deposit for the resort... everything was tied to that line."
"The wedding is dead, Robert," his father replied coldly. "Samantha Kensington just bought the resort holding company this morning. She didn't just cancel the booking; she flagged your entire venture firm for an immediate compliance audit under the Anti-Money Laundering Act."
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Elena burst into the private room, her face tear-stained, her phone still active in her hand. "Robert, the movers are at my apartment! They're taking the furniture! They say my lease was paid through a corporate card that has been flagged for Grand Larceny!"
The entire lifestyle they had paraded around in like they earned it was turning into nothing but a series of default notices, repossession logs, and public shame. They had spent three years treating a billionaire's daughter like a burden, and now the truth was dismantling their world line by line.
