Chapter 3 - THE VIRAL EXECUTION
The doctor sighed,
looking at Caleb,
"she is stable,"
"but the stress,"
"caused early labor."
"We stopped it,"
"for right now,"
"but she needs,"
"absolute bed rest,"
"no more drama."
Caleb breathed out,
nodding his head,
"can I see,"
"my beautiful wife,"
"right away doctor?"
"Yes you can,"
the man replied,
"keep her calm,"
"she needs peace,"
"and total quiet."
Caleb walked in,
seeing Olivia lying,
on hospital bed,
with many monitors,
attached to body.
She looked small,
and very pale,
but she smiled,
when she saw,
his face enter.
"The baby is,"
"safe for now,"
"she whispered low,"
"he is strong,"
"just like you."
Caleb walked over,
kissing her lips,
"I know darling,"
"he will survive,"
"and we will,"
"destroy them all."
He sat down,
on small chair,
holding her hand,
feeling her pulse,
become more steady.
Meanwhile online now,
the video grew,
gaining more traction,
across the globe,
on every platform.
News channels picked,
the story up,
showing the clip,
on prime time,
discussing the family.
The Vance corporation,
stocks began dropping,
losing millions fast,
as investors pulled,
their money out.
The board members,
called emergency meeting,
demanding Vanessa step,
down from position,
immediately that night.
Vanessa was hiding,
in her mansion,
drinking her wine,
staring at screen,
screaming in rage.
"How dare they,"
"judge my actions,"
"she is nothing,"
"just a peasant,"
"from trailer park."
Her mother Eleanor,
walked into room,
looking very panicked,
holding her tablet,
showing the news.
"Vanessa look here,"
"the bank called,"
"they are freezing,"
"our main account,"
"for legal review."
"What do you,"
"mean by frozen,"
Vanessa shouted out,
throwing her glass,
against the wall.
"Grandfather Arthur saw,"
"the viral clip,"
"and he is,"
"absolutely furious with,"
"your public display."
The grandfather was,
the real power,
holding the keys,
to trust funds,
and family wealth.
He hated scandal,
above all things,
valuing the honor,
of his legacy,
above his children.
He had built,
the entire empire,
from the ground,
with hard work,
and strict rules.
Vanessa's face went,
completely white now,
realizing her mistake,
knowing her grandad,
would show no,
mercy to her.
"We must fix,"
"this right now,"
"we must blame,"
"that low girl,"
"for attacking me."
"It is too,"
"late for that,"
Eleanor said weeping,
"the video shows,"
"you pulled hair."
"There is no,"
"way to spin,"
"this story now,"
"we are ruined,"
"unless Caleb helps."
"Caleb hates us,"
Vanessa hissed out,
"he will never,"
"forgive my actions,"
"he loves her."
The text messages,
poured in fast,
from her friends,
canceling their plans,
blocking her name.
She was cast,
out of society,
in one night,
May you like
becoming the most,
hated woman alive.
