Chapter 4 - THE WOLVES AT THE DOOR
By midnight, the cabin fever and dropping temperatures pushed the men to their breaking points. The thin veneer of civility snapped. Marcus Thorne, a real estate tycoon, accused Julian Croft of intentionally orchestrating the route that got them stranded to sabotage a merger.
"You set this up, you little snake!" Thorne bellowed, grabbing Croft by the collar of his cashmere sweater.
"Get your hands off me, you dinosaur!" Croft spat back, shoving Thorne into a table. Glass shattered as a sugar dispenser hit the floor.
The other billionaires scrambled back, shouting. Before the fight could escalate, a loud CLANG silenced the room. Elena stood over them, a heavy cast-iron skillet in her hand, having slammed it against the counter. Her eyes burned with a fierce, terrifying fire.
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"I have a sick mother, a brother who needs me, and a boss who is freezing to death!" Elena screamed, her voice cracking with raw emotion. "I am not going to die in this diner because two spoiled brats want to measure their egos! The next person who starts a fight gets this skillet to the side of the head, and I'll throw you out into the snow myself. Do you understand me?"
Thorne and Croft slowly backed away from each other. Elias Vance watched Elena from the corner, his arrogant demeanor slowly melting into awe. This twenty-four-year-old waitress had more leadership and grit in her little finger than his entire board of directors.
