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Rich Bitch Assaults Homeless Man, Filmed By Secret Camera — Karma Strikes Hard!

Rich Bitch Assaults Homeless Man, Filmed By Secret Camera — Karma Strikes Hard! — Part 2
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Previously: A ruthless VP assaults a humble janitor, unaware he's a billionaire. The viral video exposes her true colors and triggers a devastating downfall, proving that karma always collects its debt.

The Slap Heard Around the World

The air crackled with unspoken tension. Courtney Sterling, her face a mask of righteous fury, coiled her arm back. The centrifugal force was savage, a prelude to the brutal impact. Her open palm connected with Arthur Vance's cheekbone with a sickening, flesh-cracking thud. Micro-droplets of sweat and rain sprayed into the dim light, illuminated by the harsh backlight.

The force of the blow sent Arthur's wire-rimmed glasses spinning through the air, shattering against the wet linoleum like fragile glass promises. His head snapped to the side, his jaw clenching as a thin line of crimson bloomed on his split lower lip. Yet, he didn't fall. He didn't cry out. His posture, though momentarily jolted, snapped back to an upright, sovereign stillness.

Rich Bitch Assaults Homeless Man, Filmed By Secret Camera — Karma Strikes Hard!
"Know your place in the gutter where you belong!" Courtney spat, her voice ragged with a rabid hostility.

Arthur slowly, deliberately, rotated his head back towards her. His deep-set gray eyes, previously calm, now blazed with an executive dominance that felt ancient and absolute. Inside the unzipped pocket of his coveralls, a sleek, encrypted titanium satellite phone flickered to life. The screen glowed urgently: "GLOBAL SHAREHOLDER BOARDROOM - LIVE (5,200 VIEWERS)".

"That slap just broadcast worldwide, Courtney," Arthur’s voice resonated, a deep, chilling baritone that cut through the diner's hum.

Courtney's sneer froze. Her pupils contracted, twin points of terror in her suddenly pale face. A cold bead of sweat traced a path down her temple. Arthur calmly gestured with a gloved finger towards a ceiling-mounted dome camera, its optical ring flashing a crimson tally. The diner's emergency television abruptly mirrored the live feed, displaying hundreds of gasping faces on a grid.

"Board of Directors, I motion to strip Vice President Sterling of all equity and terminate her on the spot," Arthur declared, his voice now thundering with unyielding authority.

Courtney stood paralyzed, her blood draining from her face. Her chin trembled uncontrollably, her knees threatening to buckle. The world she knew was dissolving around her, replaced by the stark reality of a camera's unblinking eye and the judgment of a global board.

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The world she knew was dissolving around her, replaced by the stark reality of a camera's unblinking eye and the judgment of a global board.