All Chapters of Shattered Mask: Chapter 81
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CHAPTER 81
A LAZY FAMILYThe heavy front door of the Smith mansion swung shut, sealing out the hum of the city and trapping Linda in the oppressive, stagnant air of her own home. She marched into the living room, her slate-grey suit still immaculate, her posture stiff with the residual adrenaline of her meeting. What she found, however, stopped her dead in her tracks.The television was blaring a mid-morning talk show. Sprawled across the white leather sectional, Leslie was curled into a ball, staring vacantly at the screen, a half-empty glass of juice balanced precariously on the coffee table. Nearby, Bernard sat with his feet on the mahogany tableFor a moment, Linda didn't speak. She looked at the scene, her eyes tracing the debris of their complacency. The mansion was dying, their future was being sold off piece by piece, and her children were watching daytime television as if they were waiting for a commercial break in their own lives.Linda strode forward, reached out, and snatched the
CHAPTER 82
JOB HUNTINGThe transition from the boardroom to the pavement was not a gradual descent; it was a vertical drop into a world where Robert’s name, his history, and his accumulated wisdom were worth exactly zero. As he stood in the sterile, fluorescent-lit waiting room of Doms Luxe, he felt the fifty-dollar bill Linda had given him last night pressing against his thigh…a reminder of his current market value.The office was a cramped, glass-walled cube situated at the edge of a vast, multi-level parking structure. The air tasted of exhaust fumes and stale coffee. When Robert was finally called in, he didn't face a seasoned executive or a human resources specialist. He faced a man in his late twenties with a headset around his neck and a distracted expression."Name?" the interviewer asked, not looking up from a clipboard."Robert Williams," he said, his voice instinctively carrying the resonance of a man who once commanded thousands.The younger man looked up then, squinting at Robert’
CHAPTER 83
THE MARITAL MANDATEThe afternoon sun hung low and heavy over the Rothwell estate, casting long, golden shadows across the expansive marble balcony. From this height, the city looked like a miniature model, a sprawling grid of ambition and failure that Jack now commanded from the literal and metaphorical clouds. The air up here was different…thinner and colder, which made it more conducive to sitting here.Jack leaned back in a deep, leather-bound outdoor chair, his eyes fixed on the horizon. In his hand, a glass of vintage champagne caught the light, the bubbles rising in a slow, steady stream. Opposite him sat Harnes, the man who had been the shadow of the Rothwell empire for two decades. Harnes looked perfectly at home in the opulent setting, his sharp features relaxed but his eyes as calculating as ever."The catering event went exactly as planned," Harnes remarked, his voice a smooth baritone that barely carried over the gentle rustle of the wind. "The Smiths are currently b
CHAPTER 84
ATTENTION TO DETAILHe adjusted his sitting position as he waited for Jack’s response on the matterJack stood up, his tall frame cutting a sharp silhouette against the golden sun. He walked to the edge of the balcony, resting his hands on the cool stone railing. He looked down at the city, perhaps toward the very district where the Smith mansion sat in its decaying glory."I know the clause very well, Harnes," Jack said, his voice turning ice-cold. "I read every word of that contract I signed. My grandfather wanted to ensure I was not alone. He wanted to make sure the Rothwell name continued." Jack said"Then you understand the urgency," Harnes pressed. "You need to begin the vetting process. There are dozens of families…true families, not like the Smiths…who would kill for an alliance."Jack turned back toward Harnes, a predatory glint in his eyes. "You think I am going to spend my first year of power auditioning debutantes? You think I am going to let some socialite into this h