I decided to intercept my treacherous family in the grand lobby instead of using my private elevator to reach the dinner. When I walked through the revolving doors wearing my bespoke charcoal suit Harper and Eleanor immediately began shouting vicious insults at me. They called me a pathetic vagrant and demanded that the hotel management throw me out into the cold street. Harper caused a massive scene by screaming at the staff drawing the attention of wealthy international guests who stopped to watch the unfolding drama with great curiosity. When Chief Marcus and his elite tactical security team arrived Harper fully expected them to arrest me and drag me away. Instead the battle hardened security chief stopped right in front of me bowed deeply and respectfully addressed me as the chairman and majority shareholder of the entire hotel. Eleanor and Harper were paralyzed with absolute shock as the horrific realization finally set in that they were standing inside my building. The wealthy onlookers openly mocked my family as my security team firmly escorted my terrified mother and sister and brother in law into the private express elevator to attend the dinner they had so desperately staged.
