Chapter 6 - The Boardroom Ambush
Before Selene or Marco could process the public devastation, the side doors of the boardroom opened again. This time, three uniformed Interpol officers accompanied by financial crimes investigators walked in, flanked by Dario.
“Marco Vance and Selene Moreau,” the lead investigator announced, holding up official arrest warrants. “You are being detained for attempted maritime murder, conspiracy, wire fraud, and corporate extortion.”
Marco lost all control. He lunged across the table toward Elias, shouting obscenities, but Dario intercepted him mid-stride with a swift, textbook takedown, slamming Marco face-first onto the polished mahogany table and snapping steel cuffs around his wrists.
Selene backed away until her spine hit the floor-to-ceiling glass window overlooking the Monaco harbor. Her pristine blonde hair was disheveled, her expensive black dress feeling like a prison shroud. She looked at Elias with desperate, pleading eyes—the exact same doe-eyed expression she used to wear when she wanted him to buy her jewelry during their struggling years.
“Elias... please,” she choked out, tears finally spilling for real. “We were together for twelve years. Remember the early days? Remember everything we built?”
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Elias looked down at her. There was no anger left in his eyes, only profound, chilling emptiness. “I remember every single lie,” he said quietly. “And now, you get to experience what it feels like to lose everything.”
As the officers hauled Marco and Selene away in handcuffs, camera shutters flashed furiously outside the glass walls, capturing the complete public dismantling of their betrayal.
