Chapter 19
"I'm so sorry, Catherine... I didn't know," Arthur choked out, burying his face in her shoulder as decades of maternal control shattered in a single moment. "I swear to you, this is over."
Clara stood by the doorway, watching the emotional reunion with profound relief. The dark shadow that had hung over the Vance estate for years was finally being dragged out into the blazing light.
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Upstairs in the executive study, Margaret Vance stood by the window, watching the distant headlights of an approaching vehicle sweep across the gated driveway. She knew her reign was at an end, but she refused to go down quietly.
She reached for her landline telephone, dialing the private number of her elite defense attorneys to prepare for the inevitable storm.
