The Twisted Obsession-Chapter 321: Fragile Mess

Margaret sat back on the velvet sofa, a glass of expensive wine held delicately in her hand. The soft glow of the television illuminated her face as she watched the breaking news unfold. Her lips curled into a satisfied smile, the edges of her mouth lifting in pure, unfiltered delight.

"Turn it up," she said softly, her eyes never leaving the screen.

Dominic, her lover and the mastermind behind their twisted scheme, leaned forward and grabbed the remote, raising the volume. His eyes glinted with the same satisfaction as hers, as the newscaster’s voice filled the room, recapping the scene outside the hospital.

"Reports are flooding in about a public altercation between Abigail Quinn and her husband, Remo Quinn. Tensions seem to be escalating in their high-profile marriage after recent events, including a disturbing incident that left Abigail hospitalized. Our sources tell us that things are unraveling for the powerful couple..."

Margaret sipped her wine, her eyes narrowing as the camera footage played. There was Abby, standing outside the hospital, her face contorted with rage, her voice sharp as she yelled at Remo. The reporters had caught everything—the fury, the paranoia, the unraveling of her carefully controlled image. And Remo... his frustration, his anger—it was all there for the world to see.

"They’re eating it up," Dominic said, his deep voice vibrating with satisfaction as he watched the scene play out. "The reporters, the media—they’re circling like vultures. Just like we planned."

Margaret chuckled, a dark, low sound as she set her glass down on the table. She stretched her legs out, feeling the tension ease from her body. Everything was falling into place so perfectly. After years of being cast aside, after everything Abby had done to her—this was her moment. Watching Abby fall apart, piece by piece, was more satisfying than she could have imagined.

"I never thought it would be this easy," Margaret mused, her voice smooth as silk. "She’s unraveling quicker than I expected. I knew she was fragile, but this..." She gestured to the screen, where Abby’s breakdown was being broadcast to millions. "This is exquisite."

Dominic leaned back on the couch beside her, his arm resting on the back of the sofa as he watched the footage with a smirk. "The drugs we slipped her are working perfectly. She’s spiraling, questioning everything. By the time she realizes what’s happening, it’ll be too late."

Margaret’s smile widened, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "And Remo... he’s exactly where we want him. Confused, angry, questioning his own wife. This is all too perfect."

The plan had been set in motion the moment Margaret and Dominic had learned about Abby’s past—her stay at the mental facility, her deep-rooted insecurities, her desperate need to control everything in her life. They had used that information to their advantage, slowly but surely unraveling her world, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

But the real genius of their plan had been the subtle manipulation. The flowers, the card, the whispers—each element had been carefully designed to play with Abby’s mind, to make her doubt everything she thought she knew. And now, the effects were there for everyone to see.

Margaret took another sip of wine, the taste rich and sweet on her tongue as she let herself bask in the victory. "The beauty of it all is that she doesn’t even know who’s behind this," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "She thinks the world is closing in on her, but it’s all us. We’re the ones pulling the strings."

Dominic’s grin widened, his hand resting lightly on Margaret’s knee. "And when it all collapses, when she’s completely broken, we’ll swoop in. Take back what’s ours."

Margaret’s eyes flickered with dark intent as she thought about the future—about what was rightfully hers. Abby had stolen everything from her—the wealth, the power, the influence. But now, it was Margaret’s turn to reclaim it all. And once Abby was out of the picture, she and Dominic would rise to the top, unstoppable.

"This is only the beginning," Margaret whispered, her eyes still glued to the screen as the news shifted to a replay of the altercation, each word, each expression dissected by the reporters. "Abby’s losing control. Soon enough, everyone will see her for what she really is—a broken, fragile mess. And Remo... well, he’ll realize too late that he married a disaster."

Dominic chuckled darkly, his hand tightening on Margaret’s knee. "You always were the smarter one, Margaret. It’s just taken them too long to see it."

Margaret’s smile widened, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Yes, but now they’ll know. Soon enough, they’ll all know."

She watched the footage of Abby’s public outburst again, savoring every second of it. This was everything she had dreamed of—watching Abby unravel in front of the world, watching her lose everything she held dear.

But Margaret wasn’t satisfied yet. There was still more to be done, more ways to break Abby, more ways to destroy her.

And as Margaret sipped her wine, her mind began to race with ideas—plans for the next steps, for the final push that would send Abby spiraling into complete ruin. Because this was only the beginning. The cracks were already forming, and it wouldn’t take much to bring the entire structure crumbling down.

"Remo will come for her," Dominic mused, his voice breaking into her thoughts. "He’ll try to fix things."

Margaret smirked, her eyes dark with amusement. "Let him try. The more he fights for her, the harder she’ll fall."

Dominic’s chuckle reverberated through the room as they watched the footage one last time. "To Abby’s downfall," he said, raising his glass.

Margaret raised hers in return, clinking it lightly against his. "To the future."

They drank, reveling in their victory, knowing that they were on the verge of winning the long, bitter war they had started. And as the reporters continued to pick apart Abby’s breakdown, as the world watched her unravel in real-time, Margaret and Dominic basked in the satisfaction of knowing that they had caused it all.

And soon enough, the world would see the Falcone empire fall. Abby’s destruction would be complete, and everything Margaret had lost would be hers once more.

And nothing—nothing—could stop them now.

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