Chapter 4 - A MOTHER'S WRATH
The wedding was unraveling by the second. Senator Whitmore, a man who survived Washington by avoiding scandal at all costs, stormed down the aisle. He didn't look at me; he looked at Michael, recognizing a sinking ship. "Isabella, we are leaving," the Senator barked. The bride didn't argue. She threw her veil onto the grass, glaring at the man who had promised her a seamless legacy. "You’re pathetic, Michael," she whispered, turning on her heel. The Sterling family’s golden ticket walked out the gates, leaving the high-society guests murmuring in absolute shock. I placed my hands on Leo and Sam’s shoulders, letting them watch the empire crumble.
