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00:00They call me a vindictive lunatic, a woman with a heart made of jagged glass and a soul drenched
00:05in gasoline. Most people, when slapped, turn the other cheek. Me? I ripped the arm off the person
00:11who slapped me and beat them with it. I remember when I was 7, a neighbor accused me of stealing
00:16a measly 20 bucks. I didn't cry. I didn't plead. I waited until the moon was high, climbed onto
00:22her porch, and systematically dismantled the tiles of her roof until the rain flooded her entire life.
00:28At 25, a colleague whispered that my promotion was bought in bed. I didn't report her to HR.
00:34I found the hidden camera, footage of her and the married CEO in the supply closet, and played it
00:39on a 10-foot LED loop at the annual gala while sipping champagne. I don't forget. I don't forgive.
00:46And now, my family has traded me like a prize mayor to the Nelsons. Edwin Nelson, a man who thinks
00:51his
00:51family's old money can buy my submission. He thinks he's marrying a socialite. He doesn't realize he's
00:57opening the door to a category 5 hurricane. And tonight, at our pre-wedding gala, the storm
01:02is finally making landfall. The ballroom smelled of lilies and hypocrisy. I stood there, wrapped
01:08in a silk dress that cost more than most people's education, watching her. Hannah Robinson, Edwin's
01:14so-called childhood friend. In reality, she was a parasite with a French manicure, clinging
01:19to Edwin's arm as if she were the bride. She leaned in close, her breath smelling of expensive
01:24gin and cheap malice. Marjorie, I see you're following the family tradition of aggressive
01:31social climbing. Given your mother's history with the Flynn's, I assume Edwin is simply your
01:36latest attempt at job security, after your last sponsor lost interest. The laughter that
01:42followed was sharp, like the sound of breaking bones. Edwin didn't stop them. He didn't even
01:47flinch. He just stood there, his eyes cold, enjoying my supposed humiliation. They were all
01:53waiting for me to shatter. But they forgot one thing, you can't break something that's
01:57already made of steel. I didn't blink. I reached for a crystal bottle of vintage scotch on the
02:03table. With a slow, deliberate motion, I smashed it against the mahogany edge. The sound cracked
02:09through the room like a gunshot, before Hannah could even gasp. I had the jagged, dripping edge
02:14pressed firmly against her throat, right where her pulse was thrumming with terror.
02:19Edwin, I said, you have so many friends. One less wouldn't matter, right? Hannah's face went from
02:25pale to ghostly. The vultures stopped laughing. Edwin's face darkened. He grabbed me. He shoved my
02:31hand away with a force that bruised my wrist. Marjorie, what is wrong with you? Hannah was just joking.
02:43Can't you take a joke for once in your life?
02:48A joke? I whispered. I've never had much of a sense of humor. I don't get jokes. So anyone who
02:55jokes with
02:56me, I make them the joke. The room was thick with tension. Edwin's friends started jeering.
03:02Yeah, Marjorie. Someone like Edwin marrying you is a blessing for you. Can't you take a joke?
03:06Yeah, can't you take a joke? I felt a slow, predatory smile spread across my face. If they
03:11wanted a game, I'd give them one they'd never survive. I pulled out my black card. Limitless,
03:17cold, and powerful, and slammed it onto the table. Let's play a game. Truth or dare. Six rounds.
03:25If anyone makes me take a single sip of this drink tonight, this card is yours.
03:32You can buy a new life with it. But if you lose, watching Hannah's greed battle with her fear,
03:38she reached for the dice. Her eyes gleaming. She thought she was lucky. She didn't realize that
03:43in my world. The house always wins, and I am the house. I didn't even look at the dice as
03:49they
03:49rattled across the table. A perfect alignment of health. I looked Hannah dead in the eye.
03:56Truth. Truth. She hesitated, her lip trembling. Truth. Tell me, Hannah. Did your mother marry your
04:04father before you were born, or did she wait until the original wife died of a broken heart
04:09three months after your birth? Is it true your entire existence is built on the ruins of another
04:15woman's life? The room went deathly silent. Hannah looked like I'd slapped her with a ghost.
04:19I-I-I picked dare. I slid a glass of a lethal, dark concoction toward her. Fine. Drink this.
04:27Then call your mother on speakerphone and tell her that tonight,
04:32everyone knows she was nothing but a bacilli mistress.
04:38Edwin lunged at me then, his hand raised to strike. This was it. The moment the mask of the
04:44perfect groom finally fell. Edwin's hand stayed in midair, trembling with a rage he was too weak
04:51to act upon. He looked at me as if I were a monster, while Hannah huddled in his shadow like
04:56a wounded
04:56bird. Her father died for mine. That makes her family margit. Something you clearly don't understand
05:06with that ice water in your veins. I leaned in, my lips brushing his ear, whispering words that
05:11tasted like hemlock. Family? Or a convenient excuse for a mid-tier affair, Edwin? You're not a hero for
05:18protecting her. You're just a puppet with the strings pulled by a girl who smells like desperation.
05:24I walked out of that gala without looking back. My phone buzzed in my clutch. A message from my private
05:30investigator. Found it. The hero father? He didn't die saving anyone. He died running away with the
05:36company pension. I felt a cold, sharp joy. Tomorrow wasn't just a wedding, it was an execution.
05:43The morning of the wedding, the silk of my gown felt like cool armor against my skin. My father walked
05:49into the dressing room, his eyes scanning me not with love, but with the cold calculation of a CEO
05:54checking his stock. The Nelsons are fragile right now, Marjorie, he said. Marry him, stabilize the
06:01merger, then you can ruin him in private. I looked at my reflection, the perfect porcelain bride. But
06:07behind the veil, my eyes were those of a predator. Don't worry, dad. By the time the cake is cut,
06:15the Nelsons won't just be fragile. They'll be extinct. Just then, my phone chimed. A voice note from
06:22an unknown number. I pressed play. It was the sound of bedsheets wrestling in Hannah's voice.
06:27Breathless and triumphant. She thinks she's winning because she has the ring, Edwin. But I have you.
06:35I didn't cry. I smiled. They just gave me the opening act for my show.
06:40The cathedral was packed with the city's elite. Vultures in tuxedos and hyenas in couture.
06:46As I stood at the back of the aisle, the organ music swelling, I saw Edwin at the altar.
06:51He looked smug, convinced he'd tamed the lunatic. Beside him, in the front row,
06:56Hannah was wearing a dress that was just a shade too close to white.
07:00I didn't start walking. Instead, I signaled my technician in the balcony.
07:05Suddenly, the music died. A static hiss filled the vaulted ceilings, followed by a sound that made
07:10the entire congregation gasp. Hannah's moans and Edwin's whispered promises from the night before,
07:15beaming through the $50,000 sound system.
07:20Margin is just a business transaction. You're the only one I truly want.
07:26Silence that followed was so heavy it felt like it would collapse the building. I stood there,
07:31the jilted bride, watching the color drain from Edwin's face until he looked like a corpse.
07:36I finally began my walk down the aisle, not as a victim, but as a judge. Every head turned,
07:43eyes wide with a mix of horror and pity. Edwin tried to step toward me,
07:47his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.
07:49Margie, that's not what it sounds like. I didn't let him finish. I reached him,
07:54and with the strength of every slight I'd ever endured, I delivered a slap that echoed like a
07:59gunshot. His head snapped to the side. It sounds exactly like a breach of contract, Edwin.
08:05My voice carrying to the very back row. Behind him, his father, old Mr. Nelson, clutched his chest,
08:12his face turning a terrifying shade of purple. He knew, in one minute, I hadn't just ruined a
08:18wedding. I'd wiped billions off their family's net worth, and I was just getting warmed up.
08:23Chaos erupted. Guests were fleeing. Reporters were storming the doors. In the middle of the carnage,
08:30my phone vibrated. A photo. My mother, tied to a chair on the rooftop of the hotel across the street.
08:36A jagged piece of rebar held to her throat by a hooded figure. Come alone, where she drops.
08:42The text read, I felt a surge of adrenaline so hot it burned.
08:46Hannah. Only a girl that desperate would be that stupid. I didn't call the police. Not yet. I wanted
08:52to see the look in her eyes, when she realized she'd brought a knife to a nuclear war. I slipped
08:57out the side door, shedding my veil like a snake shedding skin. Wait for me, Hannah. I have a gift
09:04for you. The wind at the top of the hotel was howling, whipping my white skirts around my legs like
09:10a
09:10ghost shroud. Hannah was standing there, her eyes bloodshot and manic. Two of Edwin's friends,
09:16the same idiots who laughed at the gala, were holding my mother. You think you're so smart,
09:22Marjorie? Hannah screamed over the wind. You think you can just play with people's lives?
09:26I'm going to destroy you. I'm going to stream your heroic daughter begging for mercy while these guys
09:33have their way with her. I looked at my mother. She was terrified, but she locked eyes with me. I
09:39didn't show fear. I took a step forward, a cold, mocking laugh bubbling up in my throat. You really
09:45think this is how you win, Hannah? By becoming a common kidnapper? You're not a protagonist. You're a
09:52fit note. One of the thugs grabbed my hair, jerking my head back. Hannah pulled a small,
10:00pink pill from her pocket. This is a little something to make the show more interesting.
10:07By the time you wake up, you'll be the most hated woman in the country.
10:12A disgraced bride caught in a drug-yeled orgy. She shoved the pill down my throat and forced me to
10:19swallow. I choked, the bitter taste coating my tongue. I fell to my knees, gasping for air.
10:25Hannah turned to the camera she'd set up on a tripod.
10:30Are we live? Let's give the world what they want. I stayed on the floor, my hair covering my face.
10:37They thought I was fading. They didn't see the tiny microphone clipped to my bodice,
10:42or the way I was counting down the seconds in my head. 3, 2, 1.
10:47Suddenly, the thug holding the camera... Hannah? Wait. Look at the comments.
10:53Hannah ran to the screen, her smirk turning into a mask of pure horror. The feed wasn't showing me on
10:58the floor. It was showing everything. The camera she thought was hers had been hacked and redirected.
11:04The entire city, watching on the jumbotrons I'd rented, was seeing her hold a knife to an old
11:09woman's throat. They were seeing her force feed me a pill. Surprise.
11:17My voice wasn't slurred. I palmed the pill and tucked it under my tongue, spitting it out the
11:23second they looked away. You wanted a live stream, Hannah? I just gave you a front road seat to your
11:30own arrest.
11:35The sound of sirens began to wail from below. My security team, disguised as hotel staff, burst onto
11:43the roof. Within seconds, the thugs were pinned, and my mother was in my arms. Hannah was backed up
11:49against the ledge. Sobbing, her pure image shattered into a million filthy pieces. I walked up to her,
11:55stepping on the hem of her cheap dress. You know what the best part is, Hannah? While you were playing
12:05kidnapper, my lawyers were filing the paperwork. Your father's embezzlement files, they're on the DA's desk.
12:15Every penny Edmund gave you, it's being clawed back as stolen assets.
12:24I leaned over the ledge, looking at the tiny people below. You're not just going to jail,
12:30you're going to be a pauper. And in this city, that's a fate worse than death.
12:34An hour later, I walked back into the wedding venue. It was empty now, except for the janitors
12:40and a broken, keeping Edwin Nelson sitting on the steps. He looked up at me, his tuxedo torn,
12:46his eyes bleeding. Margie, please. My father, he's in the ICU. The company is crashing.
12:58I was wrong. I'll do anything. I'll be the husband you want. I looked down at him as if he
13:08were a stain
13:09on my shoe. I reached into my bag, pulled out the wedding ring, and dropped it into his half empty
13:14champagne glass. A husband? Edwin? I don't even want you as a footman. My voice ringing in the hollow
13:21hall. Go back to your little parasite. Go work a nine to five. Go see what it's like to be
13:27joking
13:27when you can't afford. Because from this moment on, you don't exist in my world.
13:35I turned and walked toward the light. The sound of my heels the only music I needed.
13:41After I got home, I received a phone call accusing me of a crime.
13:46Miss Flynn, we have received charges against you. Please come to the police station.
13:52I hung up the phone and went out to deal with it.
13:56As I stepped out of the police station, a sea of flashbulbs blinded me. Edwin's legal sharks had
14:02been busy, leaking photos of my arrest to paint me as a corporate bully tormenting a poor, innocent
14:07girl. A reporter shoved a mic into my face. Miss Flynn, any comment on the kidnapping charges?
14:13I didn't hide. I didn't flinch. I slowly removed my sunglasses, looked directly into the lens of a
14:20million-dollar camera, and raised my middle finger with royal elegance. I didn't need a PR team. I needed
14:26them to fear me. And soon, they would. On TV, Edwin was playing the role of his life. Tears in
14:35his eyes,
14:35voice trembling. Marjay has always been violent. Hannah is just a girl who lost her father and
14:42wanted to protect me. I almost clapped for him. He was weaponizing pity to save the Nelson's plummeting
14:49stock. Little did he know, while he was practicing his grieving fiancé routine, I was already dissecting
14:55his father's secret offshore accounts. Edwin, every act has a ticket price. Yours? It's the entire Nelson
15:02empire. That night, I went live. No filters. No script. Just me in my cold, marble office. 10 million
15:12people tuned in within minutes. Since everyone loves a story, let's talk about the truth.
15:20I threw the first card, the autopsy and bank records of Hannah's father. The hero everyone's crying for?
15:27He was a thief who embezzled 200 million before taking the coward's way out. And the Nelsons? They
15:33were his biggest creditors. The comments section turned into a battlefield. Hannah's pure image didn't
15:38just crack. It disintegrated. I played the second card, the raw. Unedited audio from the rooftop.
15:44This is a little something to make the show more interesting. By the time you wake up,
15:48you'll be the most hated woman in the country. Listen to this poor girl as she describes exactly
15:54how she planned to have her thugs violate my mother. Silence fell over the internet.
15:59The righteous fury of the masses shifted its trajectory. The stones they were throwing at me
16:04were suddenly flying toward the Nelson headquarters. Three days after Hannah's arrest, I visited her.
16:11She wore orange polyester. Her green tea innocence replaced by tangled hair and manic eyes.
16:16You're a demon, Marguerite! You destroyed me!
16:19She screamed through the glass. I looked at her with the boredom one feels for a crushed insect.
16:24No, Hannah. Your greed destroyed you. You thought catching Edwin was catching a gold mine.
16:33You didn't realize he was just the trash can I was finished with.
16:39Fraud. Insider trading. False imprisonment. The Nelson family was a palace built on sand,
16:45and the tide had finally come in. Because of Edwin's stupidity, every poison pill in their
16:51contracts was triggered. My father, the shark he is, saw the blood in the water. We bought the
16:56Nelson core assets for pennies on the dollar. Edwin and his father fell from the clouds into the gutter,
17:01and I was the one who kicked the ladder away. When the dust settled, my father walked into my office.
17:07For the first time, I saw respect in his eyes. Well done, Marguerite. You're more ruthless than I
17:13imagined. He handed me the new appointment papers for the group. I was no longer a pawn to be traded
17:21in
17:21a strategic marriage. I was the one moving the pieces. I was the master of the board.
17:29I found Edwin waiting outside my office. His stubble was thick. His designer suit wrinkled
17:35like a discarded rag. Marjorie, please. My father needs surgery. The company is gone. Help me.
17:42He tried to grab my hand. I stepped back. My eyes filled with a lethal disgust.
17:47Go deliver packages, Edwin. Or find a generous patron to keep you. But don't come begging here.
17:56I don't collect damaged guts.
17:58He stumbled away, looking like a marionette with its strings cut. I watched him go and felt
18:04nothing. No hate. No heat. Just a cold vacuum. I used to think I'd hate him forever. Now I realize
18:12he doesn't even deserve a kilobyte of my brain's memory. This indifference? This is the ultimate revenge.
18:18My parents were at it again. A strategist from London. An heir from an academic dynasty. At dinner,
18:25my mother whispered. Marjus, you're young. You can't stay alone forever.
18:33I put down my fork. That old lunatic spark flickering in my eyes. Mom, do you think my
18:40momentum is too fast? Do you think I need a man to slow me down? I declined every suitor. To
18:47me,
18:48these elites were as transparent as glass. They didn't want a wife. They wanted a partner with a
18:53seat at the Flynn group table. They wanted my resources. Not my heart. I had no love to give.
18:59And even less money to waste on mediocrity. I took over the family's most difficult sectors and turned
19:05them into industry legends. Every morning, I stand by my floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the city wake
19:11up beneath my feet. I don't need anyone else's light to see. I am the sun. Late one night, my
19:19mother came to
19:19my apartment. She didn't talk business. She just held my hand. Marjorie, I'm not pushing you. I just hope
19:27you never close yourself off to love. To being loved too. For a second, the glacier in my chest cracked.
19:37I'm not closed off, Mom. I just raised the price of admission. Maybe one day, someone will walk in
19:46who doesn't ask me to be soft. Someone who doesn't fear my ambition or my malice. If he exists, I
19:52might
19:52let him stay. If he doesn't, I'm perfectly capable of walking this golden path alone. The story is over.
19:59People ask if I'm happy now that I've had my revenge. I tell them, happiness doesn't come from
20:04revenge. It comes from the power to overturn any table life sets before you. My name is Marjorie
20:10Flynn, a vindictive lunatic, a cold-blooded CEO, and a completely free woman. Remember, if you're going
20:17to play a role in my life, make sure you have the strength to stay until the curtains close.
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