Chapter 6: The Legal Execution
Richard stepped forward, aggressively towering over the trembling, disoriented Marcus, who was clutching his bleeding lip and staring up in absolute dread. The silence in the hall was so absolute that the soft ticking of a grandfather clock in the corner sounded like a ticking bomb.
Without breaking eye contact with the cowering husband, Richard slowly reached into the inner breast pocket of his tailored navy pinstripe suit. His eyes burned with a lethal, unforgiving hatred that seemed to shatter the very emotional tension of the room.
From his pocket, Richard produced a thick, folded black legal document, the gold-embossed seals catching the light of the crystal chandeliers.
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“Your entire empire ends tonight,” Richard whispered in a deadly, freezing tone that carried to every corner of the grand hall.
Before Marcus could even process the words, the heavy double doors pushed open again, and three federal marshals accompanied by corporate bankruptcy attorneys walked briskly into the hall, carrying briefcases filled with emergency injunctions, asset-seizure warrants, and federal indictments. The trap had been sprung, and the Sterling family’s multi-million dollar house of cards was about to collapse.
