Shocking Revenge: She Humiliated Me on Christmas Eve — Then I Took Everything!
Previously: On a freezing Christmas Eve, Vivian Beaumont publicly shamed a desperate man. But she had no idea the treasure he held, or the devastating revenge he was about to unleash.
Vivian watched Jack’s movements, her sneering lips freezing mid-laugh. The triumphant glint in her eyes began to fade, replaced by a flicker of unease as the vault sprang open. She expected perhaps a few trinkets, a desperate attempt at salvage. What she saw instead silenced her completely.
The camera tilted down, focusing on the contents of the vault. Nestled within the protective casing was an artifact of breathtaking beauty and immense value: a 17th-century solid gold Spanish royal monstrance. Its intricate sunburst altar was encrusted with uncut Colombian emeralds, their deep green a stark contrast to the gold’s warm luster. The artifact seemed to glow, blindingly reflecting the festive lights of the jewelry store.
“Keep your pocket change, Vivian…” Jack’s voice, low and gravelly, cut through the wind’s howl. He rose slowly, his eyes locking onto hers. “…your yacht repo notice was served twenty minutes ago.”
Vivian’s breath hitched. Her diamond-laden hand, which had been resting on her throat, twitched. The color drained from her powdered cheeks, leaving her looking ghastly pale against the backdrop of the storm. “Th-that’s impossible…” she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. “I owned the exclusive territorial salvage lease!”
Jack’s expression remained calm, devastatingly so. He reached into the vault and carefully lifted the monstrance, its weight clearly substantial. He hoisted it with practiced ease onto his broad shoulder. “San José galleon flagship,” he stated, his voice imbued with a calm, devastating authority. “Eighty million dollars in verified Spanish crown gold.”
Vivian stumbled backward, her perfectly composed facade crumbling. She hit the fogged glass of the boutique window, her hand flying to her throat. A few passing pedestrians and security guards stopped, their eyes wide with disbelief, staring at the radiant treasure Jack now held. They were mesmerized, frozen in awe, as snowflakes swirled around Jack, transforming him into a mythical figure against the storm.
”They were mesmerized, frozen in awe, as snowflakes swirled around Jack, transforming him into a mythical figure against the storm.