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00:00Thanksgiving night was the last calm moment I remembered.
00:04I tasted black truffle on my tongue, a holiday tart.
00:07Grayson insisted I try, and then everything blurred.
00:10The world tilted.
00:11My limbs went numb.
00:17And consciousness slipped out of my hands like water
00:20through broken glass.
00:23When I woke, both of my arms were broken,
00:26the pain sharp and white hot.
00:28And I was lying somewhere deep inside
00:30the Sierra Nevada wilderness.
00:35My fiance handed my private jet to his assistant
00:38like it was a party favor.
00:41I didn't even pause to process the insult.
00:47My fingers were dialing the FAA emergency line
00:49before the outrage fully settled in my chest.
00:53And within minutes, they intercepted her midair,
00:55grounding the plane at the nearest federal airfield.
00:59When Grayson Whitmore found out, he didn't look shocked.
01:02He didn't look guilty either.
01:04He looked irritated at me, not her.
01:07Jesus Celeste.
01:08He sighed, stroked his forehead as if I were the unreasonable one.
01:13Mia just wanted to fly home for Thanksgiving and make a good impression.
01:17It's not that deep.
01:19She's still being held by federal officers.
01:21Would you please go down there and explain it was a misunderstanding?
01:23They're not going to prosecute a girl for wanting to feel important.
01:27Sometimes I wondered whether he genuinely believed the bullshit he said,
01:30or if he simply thought I was too soft or too in love to call him on it.
01:35Grayson, this isn't about feeling important.
01:39This is about flying a multi-million dollar aircraft without a pilot's license.
01:45If he was showing off.
01:47And people who break federal aviation law should face the consequences,
01:50even if they flutter their eyelashes at you.
01:53He let out a long theatrical exhale, the kind meant to signal I was being impossible,
01:58before turning away.
01:59I'll have Whitmore Enterprises legal department deal with it.
02:03You never know how to pick your battles.
02:11The cold earth pressing through my skin like a second heartbeat.
02:14A red glow washed over me.
02:16The beam of an infrared camera before Grayson's voice followed, low and venomous.
02:21You know, Mia was detained for 48 hours because of your little tantrum.
02:24He asked his tone dangerously calm.
02:26She was terrified.
02:27So you can fly a plane.
02:30Big deal.
02:32Let's see what other impressive skills you have.
02:34Think you can walk out of here naked and make it home.
02:38My vision shook, but I forced my good fingers, what remained of them,
02:42to reach the side of my AR tactical glasses.
02:45The emergency signal was faint, but it was there.
02:47I pressed the button, my voice cutting through the wind in a low, steady rasp.
02:51Get here in 30 minutes, and I will owe you everything.
02:56Celeste Montgomery, you're going to apologize to Mia right now and say out loud that you're
03:01nothing but a worthless bitch.
03:03Otherwise, you can rot out here in the Sierra Nevada until the toxins in the air finish you
03:08off, or until something with fangs does.
03:10Mia Carrington nestled comfortably against his chest as if this were some sick holiday movie
03:15scene.
03:15Instead of an attempted murder broadcast of criminals, slid into the frame.
03:20Celeste, honey, your arms are broken.
03:22Maybe just give in a little?
03:24Well, if you apologize, I'll ask Gray to pull you out of here.
03:28Grayson pulled her in and kissed her.
03:29The glow of the screen sharpening the cruelty in his eyes.
03:32Then he lifted the drone controller, sinking our feed to a Darknet livestream packed with
03:37faceless buyers who treated human suffering like a sport.
03:40Ladies and gentlemen, your Thanksgiving special begins now.
03:45Celeste Montgomery, daughter of old money royalty, former federal wilderness survival specialist,
03:51we'll attempt to cross the Sierra Nevada with no gear, no clothes, and two broken arms.
03:56Place your bets on how long she'll last.
03:59One thousand dollars per minute.
04:01No upper limit.
04:03No upper limit.
04:05Winter wasn't finished, I'll give him 40 minutes.
04:10You heard the crowd, let's give our patrons what they paid for.
04:14He zoomed the camera in obscenely close, letting the lens trace the line of my collarbone,
04:19drip down the bruises on my ribs, hesitate over every inch of exposed skin.
04:23His greed felt physical, like oily fingers crawling over me.
04:27You always said people should pay the price for their mistakes, Celeste.
04:31Now look at you.
04:32Your arms are useless.
04:34You can't even dress yourself.
04:35Tell me, is this enough of a consequence to help you remember how much you hurt Nia?
04:40I was naked under the floodlight of the drone, stripped not only of clothing, but of privacy,
04:45dignity, and safety.
04:47I pressed my forearms tight against my chest, desperate to shield whatever fragments of
04:51myself I could still claim.
04:55Their laughter oozed into my ears.
04:57I felt vile burn into the back of my throat.
05:00My broken bones scraped against the torn flesh of my arms, and a cold sweat spread down my spine.
05:06All this because I reported Nia's illegal flight.
05:10For five years, I helped build Whitmore Enterprises from the ground up.
05:14For five years, I used Montgomery resources and old money leverage to clear his path, fight off his competitors, and
05:20shield him from the consequences of his own incompetence.
05:23I made him into something, I took a scholarship kid with nothing but ambition, and turned him into a rising
05:29star.
05:30And now that he thought my family was losing influence, now that he believed he no longer needed me, he
05:36stripped me, threw me into the wilderness, and broadcasted my suffering to the highest bitter.
05:41Grayson laughed again, loud, cruel, almost giddy with the power he thought he held.
05:46In that moment, I realized he had never loved me.
05:49He had only loved the way I made him feel powerful. And now he wanted to prove he could destroy
05:54me just as easily.
05:55Make sure every paying creep in that channel has the time of their lives. It's Thanksgiving. Give the bosses something
06:01to be thankful for.
06:08Here's the deal, Celeste. Transfer 10% of Montgomery Global right now, right into Mia's name, and I'll have that
06:13drone drop a thermal blanket before the wolves smell you.
06:15Otherwise, happy holidays.
06:17Gray, babe, that's too much. I can't take her shares.
06:24Celeste probably hates me. She's always acting like I'm not good enough to fly the G650.
06:29Bet she thinks I'm just some gold-digging flight attendant.
06:32You've been too busy closing that Alaska pipeline deal to finish your pilot's license.
06:36Too busy closing deals? I almost laughed. Even as the aphrodisiac set my bloodstream on fire.
06:42Too busy riding Grayson's lap in the Whitmore boardroom. I collapsed against the rotting pine needles, every nerve screaming, blood
06:50frozen scarlet icicles on my forearms where the fall had snapped both bones.
06:53Grayson Whitmore, you make me sick!
06:56We're done.
06:57The engagement's over!
07:05For one heartbeat, the mask slipped. And I saw the same kid who used to sneak me into Met Gallus
07:11and promise me the world.
07:12Then Mia whispered something and the mask slammed back down. Harder. Crueler.
07:17Celeste, you can't just throw away five years unless you already have some side piece lined up? Some Wall Street
07:28wolf waiting in a Park Avenue penthouse?
07:36Montgomery Global stock is tanking faster than SPX, Celeste. You're nothing without me. You want to call off the wedding?
07:43Fine. When the feds freeze every offshore account your grandfather buried in the Caymans.
07:48Get that drone in her face. Give the subscribers the money shot. Forte. Night vision. The works.
07:54I threw up a broken arm to shield myself. Then remembered I was naked underneath the ruins of a $10
08:00,000 gown. Shame burned hotter than the chemical fire in my veins. I curled into a ball, slid another foot
08:06down the Icelandic slope, and nearly pitched into the ravine.
08:11Somewhere below, Timberwolves started howling. Real ones, not metaphors.
08:16Celeste, honey, just sign the transfer. It's only money. Let Grayson cool off. We'll airlift you out, get you a
08:21spa day at Mirval. Pretend this never happened.
08:23A second drone swooped in a mechanical claw, gripping a tablet displaying the share transfer agreement. It hovered six inches
08:28from my nose like a guillotine.
08:30Sign or freeze. Your choice.
08:36Go to hell!
08:42Something slithered over my cheek. Centipede. Six inches long. Rocky Mountain paranoia venom. It crawled into my ear. The pain
08:50was so bright I almost welcomed it.
08:52Then gravity took over again. I clawed at frozen granite fingernails snapping and slid closer to the poison ivage oak
09:00trap where rattlesnakes denned for winter.
09:03Keep talking tough, princess. Ten more feet and you're in the viper pit. Let's see that harbor mouth negotiate with
09:08diamondbacks.
09:09You're not the Montgomery heiress anymore, Celeste. Grayson says if you sign and apologize live, admit you framed me for
09:15cooking the books, tried to send an innocent girl to federal prison, he'll call the chopper. I'll even forgive you
09:20for that SEC subpoena you paid for.
09:22You vicious bitch! Trying to lock Mia up? What about her little sister who needs chemo?
09:30The first drone released a glass ampule. It shattered at my feet in a hiss of white vapor. The snow
09:37around my bare feet melted into black sludge. Military grade corrosives. Flesh on my calf bubbled like acid on steak.
09:45I screamed until my throat tore.
09:49Scared yet, Celeste? Apologize to Mia. Now. Or the next one goes in your face.
09:56I dragged myself an inch uphill, blood painting, the snow red. The metallic scent drew every leech, tick, and beetle
10:04in a five mile radius. They burrowed under what was left of my dress. I couldn't swap them off.
10:10For the first time in 28 years of boardrooms, bailouts, and Forbes covers. Celeste Montgomery was out of moves. I
10:18lifted my head to the drone lens. To the man who once swore he'd burn the world before he'd let
10:24me get hurt.
10:25Grayson, when I get out of here, and I will, I'm going to take everything.
10:32Then, the centipede in my ear released its venom. The ravine rushed up to swallow me. And the last thing
10:38I heard was Mia laughing, like she'd already won.
10:45Everything bled crimson blood. Mud. The strobing red of the drone's emergency LEDs. I couldn't tell where one ended, and
10:53the other began.
10:54My pulse hammered so loud, I barely heard the dark net chat lose its collective mind.
11:02Even Grayson's executive assistant started sweating bullets. The guy had buried bodies for Whitmore Enterprises in three continents, but live
11:10streaming a billionaire heiress getting eaten by wolves apparently crossed a line.
11:15Mr. Whitmore, sir. Celeste looks half dead already. Heart rate's crashing on the biometric feed.
11:20She's not dying. Girls like Celeste don't die. They just get humbled. If she hadn't spent the last five years
11:29trying to frame Mia for securities fraud, maybe I'd have gone easy.
11:35Tonight's just a friendly reminder.
11:42I forced my head up, locked eyes with the drone's cold lens, and let every ounce of Montgomery Steel pour
11:48into my glare. I did nothing wrong.
11:50Why the hell should I hand over 10% of the company my great-grandfather built from steel mills in
11:55Pittsburgh?
11:56Just because some trust fund psycho wants to flex.
12:00Bugs, bugs, please. I'd spent summers tagging grizzlies with federal wildlife teams and catmine before I could legally drink.
12:07This was just another Tuesday in hell.
12:09With everything I had left, I rolled onto my back and dragged myself across the jagged shale.
12:14Rocks tore fresh gashes across my shoulder blades, but the pain was a blessing.
12:18It scraped off half the leeches and centipedes burrowed into my skin.
12:22Blood mixed with snow into pink slush.
12:25Yet somewhere in the haze I spotted it.
12:27A cluster of wild sagebrush glowing faintly under the drone's floodlight.
12:31The same plant rangers in Denali swear by.
12:34Crushed leaves, massed, blood sent for exactly 11 minutes.
12:38I take six.
12:39Celeste Montgomery, have you no shame?
12:42Beg right now, or the next thing coming down that ravine won't be bugs.
12:47You never planned to let me walk out of here, Grayson.
12:51Dead or broken.
12:53You decided to second you, fight the champagne.
13:00Oh my god, Celeste, what are you doing?
13:03As I clawed the sagebrush closer, bit the stem until bitter juice flooded my mouth,
13:08then smeared the pulp across every bleeding wound.
13:11The alkaloids hit my bloodstream like ice water, numbed the nerve endings, killed the scent trail.
13:16Temporary, sure, but temporary was all I needed.
13:19Mia always said you were a snake.
13:21I guess she's right, you're trying to fake a suicide, pin it on me, ruin Whitmore Enterprises, on Black Friday
13:27weekend.
13:28Classic Celeste.
13:30Even half naked in a blizzard, you're still scheming.
13:34Five years, Grayson.
13:35Five years I cleaned up your messes.
13:37Quieted the SC.
13:39Buried the insider trading rumors.
13:42Paid off that flight attendant you knocked up in Vegas.
13:45Without Montgomery Capital, you'd be still slinging dime bags outside Yale.
13:54For one heartbeat, the mask slipped again.
13:57Something raw flickered behind those Wall Street eyes.
13:59Guilt maybe, or the ghost of the boy who used to sneak me onto the roof of the Met to
14:03watch July 4th fireworks.
14:05Then Mia whispered poison in his ear, and the mask hardened into granite.
14:11This chick's got nine lives, boss.
14:13I thought she was done ten minutes ago.
14:15Then let's burn through the rest.
14:18I want to see how long that Montgomery pride lasts when the wolves start chewing.
14:23Celeste, sweetie, don't make the wolves angry.
14:27You're screaming loud enough to wake every predator from here to Glaciers National Park.
14:31When you tried to send Mia to federal prison for cooking the books you cooked up yourself, did you warn
14:37her?
14:37Open the speakers.
14:39The drone's PA system blasted a recorded alpha wolf snarl at 180 decibels.
14:44Enough to rattle bones.
14:45Every tree around me exploded with movement.
14:49Branches snapped.
14:50Snow cascaded.
14:51The real pack answered the call.
14:53I froze every muscle seizing.
14:56Pain from my compound fractures.
14:58The acid burn on my calf.
14:59The centipede venom.
15:00None of it compared to the primal terror of glowing eyes circling in the dark.
15:04Eight, maybe ten sets.
15:06Timberwolves, coastal giants.
15:08The kind that take down moves for fun.
15:10One stepped into the floodlight above me.
15:12Silver gray, 200 pounds of pure hunger.
15:15Its breath steamed in the sub-zero air.
15:18I heard the crunch of its paws.
15:20The low rumble in its chest.
15:22Grayson wanted me shredded on camera.
15:25Survival instinct kicked harder than any drug.
15:28I eased backward, inch by inch.
15:33Running now, princess?
15:35Where's all that billionaire backbone?
15:38Hide and seek with a wolf pack.
15:40How's that for a Thanksgiving tradition?
15:42Green eyes multiplied in the darkness.
15:44Fangs caught the light like switchblades.
15:47Last chance, Celeste.
15:48Kneel.
15:49Apologize to Mia on stream.
15:51I'll hit the ultrasonic repellent.
15:53Keep fighting and you're dinner.
15:57Say you're sorry, damn it.
16:00This is how the Montgomery line ends.
16:09She doesn't owe a single goddamn apology to anyone.
16:14And somewhere above the treeline, a Blackhawk chopper roared in love.
16:36Celeste, I've got you.
16:41Nathan Hale swung down like some avenging specter, former Delta Force.
16:46Three-time national combatives champion.
16:49And the man my grandfather trusted with every dirty secret the Montgomery fortune ever needed buried.
16:55Nathan Hale?
16:57Nathan didn't answer him.
16:59The rage in his stare could have melted the glacier behind us.
17:03But his hand stayed gentle when he stripped off his plate carrier parka and wrapped it around my shaking shoulders.
17:10Celeste, I've got you.
17:12He scooped me up like I weighed nothing.
17:14So careful to keep pressure off the places where bone pokes your skin.
17:18I tried to shrink away, mortified that Nathan Hale of all people was seeing me like this naked, filthy, broken.
17:25It's over, sweetheart.
17:28Nobody touches you again.
17:30His team dropped in behind him.
17:32Suppressed rifles barking in short surgical bursts.
17:35The remaining wolves scattered into the dark like they'd never existed.
17:39Who the hell are you people?
17:42This is a private matter.
17:44Private?
17:47Kidnapping.
17:48Aggravated assault.
17:50Attempted murder.
17:51When did federal felonies become a couple spat?
17:54Racing Whitmore.
17:55The dark, Mia Karen, can kill the stream right now.
17:58Or I start putting rounds through optics and we watch whose skull blooms next.
18:07Captain Hale, sir.
18:08This is a misunderstanding.
18:10Save it for the U.S. Attorney.
18:12Or for the Montgomery legal division.
18:15Your choice.
18:16Montgomery?
18:18Which Montgomery?
18:20The one that makes the Dow twitch every time the old man sneezes.
18:23The one your boyfriend's been siphoning from for five years thinking nobody was watching.
18:30Celeste Montgomery.
18:33Heiress.
18:34Majority shareholder.
18:36And the woman you just tried to feed to wolves on Thanksgiving.
18:40Surprise.
18:46Grayson.
18:47The annulment papers hit your desk tomorrow morning.
18:49And the bankruptcy petition hits the Southern District of New York five minutes later.
18:54Happy Thanksgiving.
18:55Sleep tight.
18:56On that private jet cot.
19:03I still couldn't stop shaking partly from hypothermia, part the special kind of cold that settles in your bones.
19:10When the man you loved tries to murder you for sport.
19:13Nathan knelt between the jump seats, cleaning blood from my forearms with steady marine precision.
19:19Every swipe of the alcohol wipe felt like fire, but his touch never faltered.
19:24The patriarchs got the estate on full lockdown.
19:27Top orthopedic trauma surgeon out of Johns Hopkins is already wheels up from Baltimore.
19:32Your grandfather tried to charter a C-130 to come rip Whitmore apart with his bare hands.
19:37Took three generals to talk him down.
19:40This one's yours to finish.
19:42I managed to nod.
19:44Every memory from the last five years rewound in high def.
19:47Grayson kissing my knuckles.
19:49After the Montgomery Trust quietly bailed out his failing startup.
19:52Mia sliding updated contracts across his desk.
19:56Pupils blown wide with victory.
19:59The way he'd snap.
20:01What is that?
20:03Can you stop being so paranoid?
20:05Every time I pointed out her forged signatures.
20:08I'd ignored every red flag because I thought love meant trusting harder.
20:12Five years.
20:13I'm the punchline in a joke I helped write.
20:17You trusted the wrong person, Celeste.
20:20That doesn't make you stupid.
20:22It makes you human.
20:24And humans get even.
20:32Here's Mia's greatest hits.
20:34We've got her cold.
20:36I scrolled.
20:36She hollowed Whitmore Enterprises out like a Thanksgiving turkey and stuffed the carcass with IOS.
20:42Another file.
20:44Whitmore's real balance sheet.
20:46Red ink deep enough to drown Manhattan.
20:50Our legal team drafted everything.
20:53Annulment returns every gift, every trust contribution, every share he ever touched.
21:01Attempted murder, conspiracy, violation of the computer fraud in an abuse act for the dark net stream.
21:07The drone footage alone will put them away for 25 to life.
21:10I closed my eyes and saw Patriarch Montgomery's face crinkled with worry the last time.
21:16I turned down his offer to vet Grayson personally.
21:19He'd known.
21:20Of course he'd known.
21:21And I've been too proud, too in love, too blind.
21:29Take me home, Nathan.
21:31Tomorrow we burn their empire to the ground.
21:34And salt the earth.
21:36Copy that, ma'am.
21:38Next stop, Montgomery State, Aspen.
21:41Then we make them wish the wolves had finished the job.
21:48Five years ago, I sat across from Patriarch.
21:52I told him I wanted to try a relationship without the Montgomery name attached.
21:57No private security tale.
21:59No trust fund safety net.
22:02Just me and some guy from Yale who swore he loved me for my brain.
22:06Not my portfolio.
22:07The old man's face went the color of ash.
22:10He smashed his favorite crystal wine glass on the floor.
22:13And roared that.
22:14I was throwing away a century of blood and steel for a pretty smile.
22:19In the end, he caved like he always did.
22:22When I dug my heels in.
22:23Play your little game, Celeste.
22:27But when the world shows you its teeth, you come home.
22:36I opened my eyes in the Blackhawk's dim cabin.
22:38The morphine finally wearing off enough for the words to cut through the pain.
22:44Noidify every major outlet, CNN, Bloomberg, Fox, The Journal, all of them.
22:50Tomorrow, 10 a.m. sharp.
22:52Penthouse Ballroom.
22:53Montgomery Global Tower.
22:55Mid-down Manhattan.
22:55I'm holding a press conference.
22:57Copy that.
22:58Comms team's already spinning up.
23:00We'll have every network on the continent begging for seats.
23:05The PR director met me in the private elevator.
23:08Ma'am, the ballroom's locked down tighter than Fort Knox.
23:11We've got every tier one journalist from here to Tokyo.
23:14Live feeds to every financial desk in the world.
23:16The bespoke Armani suit hid the road rash and acid burns like armor.
23:20Only the faint tremor in my fingers betrayed the truth.
23:24Tell them I'm on my way.
23:2830 minutes later, I stepped onto the day eyes under a constellation of camera flashes.
23:33Hot enough to melt steel.
23:35Nathan flanked my right.
23:37Eight more operators ringed the stage.
23:39Hands never far from concealed sig sours.
23:42Good morning.
23:44Thank you for coming on short notice.
23:46I'm here to set the record straight on one matter.
23:50And to announce a decision.
23:54Grayson Whitmore stormed in looking like he'd slept in a dumpster.
23:58Mia clung to his arm.
23:59Mascara tracks carving rivers through her foundation.
24:02Celeste, you vicious bitch.
24:05What did you do to my company?
24:08Every account frozen, every supplier ghosting me.
24:11Do you have any idea what you've cost me?
24:15Celeste, please.
24:17Gray only lost his mind because he loves me.
24:20Punish me, not him.
24:22Camera swung like howitzers.
24:24The flash storm was blinding.
24:27Nathan started forward.
24:28I stopped him cold.
24:33Let them through.
24:37Five years, Celeste.
24:39Five years, and this is how you repay me?
24:43I ignored him completely, nodded to Nathan.
24:47The 80-foot LED wall behind me flared to life.
24:50The Aspen backcountry filled the screen.
24:53My own screams echoed through the ballroom sound system.
24:56You said a real player could walk home naked, right?
24:59Let's test that theory.
25:07The wind temperature seemed to drop 20 degrees.
25:10Grayson went whiter than the marble floor.
25:14This is the clarification.
25:16I am Celeste Montgomery, majority shareholder and designated heir to Montgomery Global.
25:24Last night, my fiancé, Grayson Whitmore, in collusion with his executive assistant Mia Carrington, kidnapped me, drugged me, and attempted
25:35to murder me on a dark-knit last stream for sport.
25:43And the decision, effective immediately, Montgomery Global is initiating Chapter 7 liquidation of Whitmore Enterprises.
25:53Every asset, every patent, every offshore shell will be seized to compensate for emotional distress, physical damages, and five years
26:02of fraud.
26:04The double doors opened again, this time to a phalanx of U.S. Marshals in tactical vests.
26:11Grayson Whitmore, Mia Carrington, you are under arrest for kidnapping, aggravated assault with a deadly weapon, attempted murder, and conspiracy
26:21to commit the same.
26:22You have the right to remain silent.
26:27Remember when you said I'd come crawling back once the money ran out?
26:31Turns out the money never left.
26:33You did.
26:34The marshals dragged them past rows of reporters, now shouting questions like, machine gun fire.
26:40I stayed on the dais until the doors slammed shut behind the circus.
26:45Then I turned to the cameras one last time, voice steady as the empire at my back.
26:50Happy Thanksgiving, America.
26:52Justice is served cold.
26:53And today, the Montgomery table is finally full.
27:00Nathan Hale stepped to my side, offered his arm for the walkout.
27:04In my head, I could already hear Patriarch Montgomery raising a glass to the granddaughter who finally came home.
27:19I'm telling the truth.
27:22Mia masterminded everything.
27:25She's been jealous of Celeste since day one.
27:29Kept whispering that Celeste was sabotaging me.
27:33Laughing at me behind my back.
27:36The Aspen tripped.
27:38Her idea.
27:40She said it was just a scare.
27:42A little humiliation to force the share transfer.
27:45He shoved every ounce of blame across the hallway.
27:47Like it could save him.
27:51I'm just a secretary.
27:55Grayson resented Celeste for years.
27:57Said she lorded her money over him.
27:59Treated him like a charity case.
28:00He wanted revenge.
28:02Told me to play along or he'd destroy my family.
28:04I was trapped.
28:06Please help me.
28:06Two people who used to finish each other's sentences now tore each other apart like rabid dogs.
28:12Grayson finally ran out of oxygen and collapsed forward.
28:17The memories hit harder than any punch.
28:23The night we met at that Yale alumni mixer, me in a borrowed dress, laughing that, my family ran a
28:29couple hardware stores back in Pittsburgh.
28:32The week his startup was bleeding out and I slid term sheets across the table.
28:37Montgomery money laundered through a dozen blind trusts.
28:40He never questioned.
28:41The flu that knocked him flat for six days.
28:44I sleeping upright in a plastic hospital chair with my hand on his IV.
28:51Every time I pointed out Nia's forged invoices and he snarled.
28:55You're just jealous and she's better at the job than you ever were.
29:00All those moments I thought were love.
29:01He'd seen as charity from a girl too naive to know her own worth.
29:14I wasn't some small town factory owner's daughter.
29:18I was the Montgomery heiress.
29:19And I'd wasted five years shielding his ego while he sharpens the knife.
29:29I lay perfectly still while the city's top orthopedic surgeons swap temporary splints for titanium-laced casts.
29:36Light enough for primetime close-ups.
29:49Whitmore Enterprises is iced.
29:51Every account, every patent, every square foot of real estate proceeds transferred directly to your personal restitution trust.
29:59Darknet Ring has been taken offline by Cyber Division.
30:02Every username, every crypto wallet.
30:05Our litigation team's filing suits faster than they can delete browser history.
30:09And the ex-lowbirds sang like canaries on the left-right-hand.
30:12Full confessions, cross-corroborated, they're tight.
30:15They're looking at 15 to 20.
30:17Easy, no parole.
30:23You sure you're ready for what comes next?
30:27The board's already floating your name for CEO.
30:30Patriarch wants you in the corner office by New Year's.
30:33I flexed my new titanium-laced forearm.
30:35Felt the bite of metal meeting bone.
30:38Painful, perfect, permanent.
30:46Tell Grandfather the prodigal's home.
30:48And this time, I'm not asking permission.
30:56Montgomery Estate, Aspen.
30:58Three days after Thanksgiving.
30:59The snow had stopped falling, but the wind still howled like it wanted back in.
31:11Ma'am, there's someone at the main gate.
31:14Who?
31:16Grayson Whitmore's mother.
31:18Let her freeze.
31:21Copy that.
31:23She's already been out there two nights.
31:25Security won't even give her coffee.
31:27Good.
31:28When I feel like it, I'll decide if she gets in.
31:31Not before.
31:33Oh, and Nathan.
31:35Make sure Grayson gets the morning paper in his cell.
31:39Front page, above the fold.
31:42Whitmore Enterpurse's liquidated assets to Montgomery Heiress.
31:46I want him to read it while he eats his Thanksgiving leftovers.
31:50Cold.
31:51Already on the warden's desk, ma'am.
31:53Day three.
31:54I finally had them escort Mrs. Whitmore to the East Parlor.
32:02Celeste.
32:03Thank God.
32:05Celeste, my son is an idiot.
32:08A monster.
32:09Whatever you want to call him.
32:11But he's still my only child.
32:15I'm begging you look at what we meant to each other once.
32:18Find it in your heart.
32:20Auntie?
32:22You seem confused.
32:24Your son didn't break my heart.
32:26He committed felony kidnapping and attempted murder.
32:29You want mercy?
32:31File an appeal with the First Circuit.
32:36Let me refresh your memory.
32:39Three years ago, your heart was failing.
32:42Grayson couldn't scrape together 30 grand.
32:44I sold my mother's watch, the one she wore the day she died,
32:47so you could have the best surgeon in Boston.
32:51You woke up, took my hand, and told me to stay out of men's business.
32:57You mistook kindness for weakness.
33:01You taught your son the same mistake.
33:04Now you're both learning the price.
33:06You racked the price.
33:09One at five years.
33:15Nine-ninimus.
33:17Nineninus.
33:17Nine-ninus.
33:19Nine-ninus.
33:23Nine-ninus.
33:30Nine-ninus.
33:32Ten-ninus.
33:34Nine-ninus.
33:35Nine-ninus.
33:36Seven-ninus.
33:44Celeste wouldn't, she loved me, there's more, Montgomery Legal just added commercial
33:54fraud to the indictment, they have your original pitch decks, every inflated revenue number,
34:01every fake vendor contract you use to impress her back when you thought she was just a girl
34:06with a trust fund, they're saying he tried to hang himself with his jumpsuit, didn't get
34:25far, let him live long enough to watch every cent he ever touched come home to me, tell
34:35it's not illegal to draw up the papers, I'm taking the corner office January 1st, and schedule
34:41a board meeting, it's time the world remembered what happens when you bet against a Montgomery,
34:53the trial had been a coronation in reverse, every Montgomery lawyer in a 500 mile radius
34:59showed up in Zegna and vengeance, evidence stacked higher than the jury's coffee cups, his public
35:04defender tried the crime of passion angle, temporary insanity, toxic masculinity, whatever
35:10buzzword might shave off a decade, it was like watching a toddler argue with a tsunami, it's
35:15all going according to plan, your honor, new evidence,
35:26gray, Celeste found the offshore transfers, what do I do, let her bark, I'll just say she's jealous
35:32and trying to tank your career, keep moving the money, once we push her out, Whitmore Enterprises
35:36is yours, push her out, Whitmore Enterprises is yours, baby, baby, backstabbing bitch, you
35:52were a stepping stone Grayson, a very expensive one, I recorded everything in case you ever forgot
35:59who held the leash, he finally understood, he'd never been the king, he'd been the pawn
36:06she kept in the front row in case the queen decided to sacrifice something, the judge didn't
36:13even look up from his notes, Mia Carrington, 15 years, federal penitentiary, credit for
36:18cooperation, Grayson Whitmore, kidnapping, attempted murder, commercial fraud, conspiracy,
36:25life imprisonment, no parole, political rights terminated for life, Celeste, I'm sorry,
36:39I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Grayson's apology floated behind us, thin
36:47and worthless as the paper jumpsuit, he'd wear for the rest of his life.
37:06You just beat my kill ratio, Pam.
37:09The Air Force is gonna cry.
37:10Hands are better than ever, book the Gulfstream, G-800, we're doing the globe run, pole to pole,
37:1890 hours, no stops.
37:22Swallowed three competitors before breakfast, and still found time to get type rated in everything
37:27with wings.
37:28You wasn't the girl who used to wait up with soup anymore.
37:31I was Celeste Montgomery, CEO-in-waiting, heir to an empire that made nations blink.
37:41Prison mail, Whitmore, 10th won this month.
37:46Summary?
37:47Same sob story, he is sorry, prays every night, misses the old days, blames Mia.
37:52Says if she hadn't existed, we'd be married by now.
37:55Wants one visit, just one.
37:58Tell Leavenworth we're done forwarding mail.
38:02Grayson Whitmore died on that mountain as far as I'm concerned.
38:06Cremate the rest.
38:07Yes, ma'am.
38:13Are you ready to face a new storm at 41,000 feet?
38:17Like making a cup of coffee?
38:19Yep.
38:20Just like the coffee you made every day.
38:23I didn't slow down.
38:25I didn't need to.
38:27I was flying to everything.
39:04I was flying to everything.
39:07I was flying to everything.
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