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Chapter 424
Chapter 424:
She clicked the link. The article expanded across the screen, filling it with stolen photographs of Alycia Beasley entering Mt. Sinai. Eleanor read every word. Her face was completely devoid of expression.
Then her eyes locked onto a specific sentence near the bottom of the page.
…sources confirm that Old Mrs. Compton is completely thrilled with her future granddaughter-in-law.
A slow, terrifying smile curved the corners of Eleanor’s mouth. It was a smile that promised absolute destruction.
The air pressure in the room seemed to drop.
She reached out and pressed the intercom button on her desk, her voice perfectly steady.
“Mrs. Lynch. Connect me to Cole’s satellite phone immediately p>
Two agonizing minutes passed.
The heavy oak doors opened. Mrs. Lynch walked in, her face pale, her hands trembling slightly.
уo𝘂𝗋 dai𝗅𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝗌𝖾 𝘰𝘧 ոо𝘷𝗲ls о𝗻.с𝗼𝗆
“Madam,” Mrs. Lynch stammered. “I cannot reach him. The chief assistant says Mr. Compton is inside a signal-shielded vault in Zurich for the final merger negotiations. He is completely unreachable for the next four hours p>
The calm mask on Eleanor’s face shattered.
She grabbed a thick stack of financial reports and swept them off the desk in one brutal motion. The papers crashed to the floor.
Her chest heaved. A dark, apocalyptic rage ignited behind her eyes.
She was certain this was a coordinated attack — a pincer movement. Cole, safely unreachable, and the parasite striking from her hospital bed. Together they were trying to publicly chain the Compton name to their sordid affair, making Eleanor look like a senile, compliant fool in front of the entire world.
“They think they can corner me,” Eleanor hissed, her voice vibrating with a lethal fury. “They think they can use the press to drag my name into the gutter and force me to accept that parasite p>
Mrs. Lynch took a terrified step backward. She had not seen the matriarch this angry in twenty years.
Eleanor seized her silver cane, her knuckles stark white against the metal. She rose from her chair, her posture terrifyingly straight.
“Prepare the car,” she commanded. Her voice cracked through the silence like a whip. “We are going to Mt. Sinai Hospital p>
“Madam,” Mrs. Lynch gasped, her eyes wide. “The paparazzi will be swarming the entrance. It will be a circus p>
Eleanor silenced her with a look that could freeze boiling water.
“I want them to see me,” she said coldly. “I am going to show the entire world exactly who runs the Compton family. I am going to crush that woman’s delusions with my own two hands p>
She marched toward the door, her cane striking the hardwood floor like a war drum.
A convoy of three massive, pitch-black Cadillac Escalades flanked a custom extended-wheelbase Lincoln Continental.
The vehicles glided silently into the circular driveway of Mt. Sinai’s VIP entrance with a heavy, synchronized precision that was almost military in its effect. The sheer, oppressive authority of the convoy instantly paralyzed the crowd of paparazzi and hospital staff gathered near the doors. Everyone understood, instinctively, that a true apex predator had just arrived.
Upstairs, Alycia had just received a panicked text from her mother.
Eleanor was coming.