Three years ago, my step-brother Chad and ex-fiancée Jessica conspired to strip me of everything, casting me out of the powerful Harrison family empire.
Now, I was a different man, forged in Las Vegas under the tutelage of the formidable Big Tony Costello, learning the real game of power.
Tonight, I sat quietly in the Bellagio' s most exclusive VIP room, observing, a discreet cog in Big Tony' s vast machine.
Then, loud and obnoxious, Chad swaggered in, Jessica clinging to his arm like a trophy.
His mocking laughter boomed as he recognized me, "Alex Miller! Didn't expect to see you in a place like this, unless you' re running chips now?"
Jessica' s practiced disinterest and feigned sympathy only twisted the knife, reminding me of her betrayal.
They tried to break me, publicly humiliating me with their false pity and accusations of being a "pauper" clinging to the edges of their world.