Chapter 18 - The Poisoned Apple
Three brutal months had passed since the massive, highly publicized collapse of the Harrington family and the Vance corporate empire.
Ethan was currently sitting in a cold, unforgiving federal holding cell, desperately awaiting a lengthy trial for severe corporate forgery and fraud.
Margaret had been completely evicted from her cramped suburban apartment and was currently living in a highly depressing, rundown motel.
One rainy afternoon, Margaret walked into a cheap, brightly lit diner to spend her absolute last few dollars on a simple cup of coffee.
As she sat in the sticky, completely torn vinyl booth, she heard a sickeningly familiar, highly annoying laugh from across the room.
Brooke Sterling was sitting elegantly at the counter, wearing massive designer sunglasses and a deeply expensive, authentic mink coat.
Brooke had successfully scammed another wealthy, incredibly foolish elderly businessman and was currently living a life of pure, unearned luxury.
Margaret’s blood boiled violently with absolute rage, completely blaming Brooke for poisoning Ethan’s mind and ruining their flawless marriage to Claire.
She aggressively stormed across the dirty diner, violently grabbing Brooke by the shoulder and screaming furiously in her perfectly contoured face.
Brooke simply laughed right in Margaret’s desperate face, casually wiping a speck of dust from her expensive, flawless diamond ring.
"You are absolutely pathetic, Margaret," Brooke sneered loudly, ensuring the entire completely silent diner could hear every single cruel word.
"You foolishly traded a multi-billionaire heiress for me, and now you are practically begging for scraps in a filthy, disgusting diner."
Margaret completely lost her fragile mind, violently launching herself at the younger woman and grabbing a fistful of Brooke’s expensive hair extensions.
They wildly crashed into a tray of dirty dishes, violently rolling around on the greasy, incredibly filthy black-and-white checkered floor.
The police were immediately called, heavily arresting both screaming women for severe public disturbance and violent physical assault.
Brooke’s wealthy new fiancé saw the humiliating, incredibly trashy mugshots on the evening news and completely canceled their impending luxury wedding.
Brooke instantly lost absolutely everything again, completely thrown out onto the freezing street without a single penny to her fake name.
Margaret spent the night in a freezing, highly crowded city jail cell, violently shivering in her completely ruined, coffee-stained clothes.
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The bitter, highly toxic women had finally received their absolute, perfect karma, completely destroying each other in a spectacular, public fashion.
Claire read the tiny, highly amusing article about the diner brawl in the morning paper, simply shaking her head and calmly turning the page.
