### Part 3
Chloe gasped hysterically and hurried over to examine the asset-freeze notices herself.
The moment she understood what they said, she turned toward Brad with pure fury in her eyes.
“Bankrupt?! You told me you were a multi-millionaire developer, Brad! Where is all the money?!” Chloe shrieked, clawing at his suit jacket in front of all their high-society friends.
The glittering ballroom immediately filled with chaotic whispers as the guests began realizing that the extravagant celebration had effectively turned into a public collapse for a man whose wealth had depended on someone else’s money.
Eleanor clutched her chest and staggered backward into a chair as the truth sank in.
The golden-boy son she had worshiped had just lost everything he believed he owned.
By the following morning, federal auditors had moved against Brad’s luxury sports cars, while the bank began foreclosure proceedings on the estate where he and Chloe were living.
Meanwhile, I stood beside the window of my penthouse office, watching the city traffic far below while drinking my morning coffee in complete, uninterrupted peace.
