# Chapter 765: The Price of Pride
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 765 of "My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire Reviews." This chapter brings us face-to-face with karma in its most brutal, breathtaking form—and trust me, you won't want to look away!
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The tension in that opulent bar was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Mollie, trembling like a leaf caught in a storm, instinctively stepped backward, clutching her designer bag so tightly her knuckles turned white.
That bag—a crocodile-skin Hermès worth a small fortune—was her security blanket, her status symbol, her armor against a world she feared would see through her at any moment.
But Darien, desperate and cornered, lunged forward without hesitation, trying to snatch it right out of her hands!
"That's mine!" Mollie shrieked, her voice cracking with panic.
Darien froze for a heartbeat, caught off guard by her outburst.
But Ellie—oh, Ellie was enjoying every second of this. A cold, mocking smirk curled across her lips as she watched the drama unfold before her. "Yours? You're part of this unpaid meal too, sweetheart. If you can't cover the bill, none of you are leaving!"
The weight of those words crashed down on Mollie like a ton of bricks. Her shoulders slumped in defeat as she hesitantly released her precious bag, watching helplessly as Darien handed it over to the waiting manager.
The manager inspected it with practiced efficiency, turning it over in his hands like a butcher examining a cut of meat. "This has some depreciation," he announced flatly. "I'll count it as a hundred grand. You're still short by over a hundred thousand."
Darien's eyes, wild and frantic, darted around the room before landing on Mollie's hair. Perched there, gleaming under the bar's dim lighting, was a diamond hair clip—one he'd personally asked Ellie to buy for Mollie's birthday last year.
Oh, the irony was almost too delicious to bear.
The truth that hung in that charged air was unmistakable: Mollie's most valuable possessions were always on her body. Everything she owned was designed to display wealth she didn't truly have.
Without waiting for Ellie's next command, Darien moved like a man possessed. He ripped the clip from Mollie's hair with brutal efficiency, leaving her locks in complete disarray. But he wasn't finished—oh no, he was just getting started. He tore off her bracelet, yanked her rings from her fingers, and ripped the five-thousand-dollar Chanel earrings from her lobes with reckless abandon.
Mollie's precious jewelry clattered onto the tray the manager had produced, each piece a tiny monument to her hollow pretensions. The manager collected them with mechanical dispassion, examining each piece like coins at a pawn shop. "These earrings? Maybe two grand used. The hair clip, seven thousand. Bracelet? Market's down—only worth five now."
There stood Mollie—stripped of her jewelry, her hair a tangled mess, her dignity crumbling like ash in the wind. She had never looked so small, so utterly defeated.
The manager delivered the final blow: "You still owe fifty-eight grand."
Darien's voice trembled as he begged, "I'm tapped out. Can we get more time to pay?"
But the manager's eyes slid to Ellie, waiting for her direction.
Ellie's smile could have frozen hell. "Mollie must have more cash in her account, right?"
Darien spun toward Mollie like a starving wolf scenting prey.
Mollie clutched her pocket protectively, her eyes wide with terror.
And Darien's face lit up like a man who'd just found his lifeline in a stormy sea. He knew this place well—he'd been here enough times to understand exactly what kind of people ran this establishment. Their enforcers weren't just intimidating; they were downright terrifying.
Just a few days ago, a drunk customer had refused to settle his tab and Darien had personally witnessed the man's finger get severed from his hand.
There was absolutely no way he was losing a finger tonight.
Or worse.
Darien lived in the strange, contradictory space between loving luxury and being terrified of losing what little status he had. He wanted the good life, but he couldn't handle the consequences that came with his foolish choices.
In a frenzy of desperation, Darien grabbed Mollie's card and thrust it at the manager.
The manager swiped it, and his eyebrows rose in surprise. "Well, well, looks like Miss Mollie here has more in her account than you, Darien. A whole..."
Darien stared at him with desperate, hungry eyes.
"...thirty-eight grand. Already deducted. You still owe twenty."
Darien was dumbfounded.
Still not enough!
He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing as his desperate gaze landed on Mollie's two friends. They were just low-level employees, people who hung around Mollie to live vicariously through her supposed wealth. There was no way they had any real money.
But Ellie wasn't about to let anyone off the hook tonight. These two had helped Mollie push her around before, and now Karma had come calling collect. She squeezed a few thousand from each of them, watching with cold satisfaction as they squirmed and protested in vain.
After pooling every last cent, they were still short by eight thousand dollars.
Darien was practically on his knees now, his pride completely shattered. "Ellie, please help me..." he begged, his voice cracking with desperation. "You've taken care of me for years. Can't you just cover the last eight grand?"
Ellie stared down at him with pure contempt burning in her eyes. "I mean, even a dog knows how to wag its tail at its owner. But you?" She shook her head slowly. "You're not even loyal like a dog. Manager, make sure he pays. Don't let him off by a single cent!"
With that she turned on her heel and walked over to join Keira and the others, leaving Darien in the dust of his own miserable choices.
"Ellie, you can't do this to me!" Darien screamed, scrambling to chase after her.
But the manager stepped in his path, and within seconds, several security guards descended upon Darien, Mollie, and her friends, dragging them none too gently toward the back of the bar.
Erin gave Ellie a proud thumbs up, her eyes sparkling with approval. "Nice work! You didn't fall for that jerk again."
Ellie let out a long, heavy sigh. "I don't even know why. Part of me still feels a bit attached, but for some reason, my mind feels... clear. Like a fog I didn't even know was there has suddenly lifted."
She paused, her brow furrowing as she stared into the middle distance. "My brother always warned me he was no good, but I didn't listen. Now that I see it clearly... it's like the signs were always there. What was I so blind to?"
The question hung in the air, heavy with self-reflection. Born into luxury with plenty of love and money, how could someone like her have gotten tangled up with a man like Darien?
As she mulled over this unsettling realization, Lewis's deep voice cut through the silence. "There's a technique called hypnosis."
Everyone froze, turning to look at him.
Lewis explained carefully, "It's not exactly forbidden. Some psychologists use it to suggest things to their patients, helping them open up or resolve deep-seated issues. It's just a theory, though..." His gaze shifted meaningfully to Erin. "You know hypnosis, right?"
Erin, whose legendary medical expertise had once created the infamous Seven-Day Powder, nodded thoughtfully. She immediately moved closer to Ellie, taking her pulse and gazing intently into her eyes with the practiced scrutiny of someone who understood the human body—and mind—far better than most.
A moment later, Erin gasped in surprise!
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
What a chapter! My heart was pounding through every single moment of this masterpiece. Watching Darien and Mollie get exactly what they deserved was utterly satisfying, but the real gem here is Ellie's awakening and that jaw-dropping revelation about hypnosis at the end! The possibility that Ellie was being manipulated this whole time adds an entirely new layer to this already complex story. I'm absolutely hooked and need to know what Erin discovered!
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
Based on Erin's shocking reaction, I predict she's about to reveal that Ellie was indeed under some form of hypnosis or psychological manipulation—likely placed there by someone connected to Darien or maybe even an unseen enemy pulling strings behind the scenes. This revelation will probably send our heroes on a hunt to find out who's been playing Ellie like a puppet and why. I suspect Marcus's protective instincts will go into overdrive, and the mystery could connect to a much larger conspiracy!
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