"Dad... Lock Every Exit." Minutes Laters, Every Billionaire in the Ballroom Was Trapped
Chapter 1: The Doors Close
The silence lasted only a heartbeat.
Then panic erupted.
Men in tailored tuxedos threw themselves against the reinforced steel barriers.
Women screamed for security.
Phones appeared everywhere as guests desperately tried to call for help.
No signal.
Every cellular network inside the ballroom had been disabled the moment the lockdown began.
The man who had assaulted me grabbed my arm again.
"What did you do?"
His voice no longer carried confidence.
Only fear.
I calmly pulled my arm away.
"I gave everyone exactly what they deserved."
Across the ballroom, dozens of security officers entered through hidden service corridors.
Not private guards.
Not hotel security.
My father's Executive Protection Division.
Black suits.
White gloves.
Military precision.
Within seconds, every billionaire, politician, lobbyist, and executive found themselves surrounded.
No one resisted.
The officers' calm discipline was far more frightening than shouting.
One officer approached me.
"Miss Carter."
"The property is secured."
"Every guest has been identified."
I nodded once.
"Good."
"Begin recording."
Hidden cameras descended from the ceiling.
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Every face in the room suddenly understood.
Everything happening now would become evidence.
