Chapter 3 - The Million-Dollar Ruin
The ambient string quartet music stopped mid-note.
Every decorative ceiling fan above the tent died.
The glowing fairy lights flickered and went dark.
The entire grand mansion plunged into heavy darkness.
A collective gasp echoed across the garden patio.
Wealthy guests stood up from velvet chairs confused.
Inside the catering marquee, kitchen staff panicked.
Commercial refrigerators lost all electrical current instantly.
Thousands of dollars of gourmet food spoiled fast.
The Florida humidity rushed into rooms like steam.
Spencer rushed toward me across the dying lawn.
He was already drenched in heavy nervous sweat.
His ivory suit jacket stuck to his back.
All his arrogant confidence completely evaporated away.
"What did you do, Laura?" Spencer hissed furiously.
He grabbed my arm with a tight grip.
I pulled my arm away with cold detachment.
"I didn't do anything, Spencer," I replied smoothly.
"I merely exercised my legal rights today."
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Spencer's face went from flush red to white.
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