Chapter 8
By the following morning, national financial news networks and entertainment tabloids exploded with the sensational story of the cancelled wedding.
WALL STREET BILLIONAIRE JULIAN STERLING ABRUPTLY CANCELS MULTI-MILLION DOLLAR WEDDING AFTER FIANCÉE ARRESTED FOR ASSAULTING MAID.
Inside her holding cell at the downtown precinct, Vanessa sat on a metal bench, staring blankly at the graffiti-covered concrete wall.
Her high-priced defense attorney arrived shortly after sunrise, looking thoroughly overwhelmed as he slid a thick legal folder onto the table.
"Vanessa, we have an absolute catastrophe on our hands; the prosecution just released a teaser of the bedroom security footage to the press," he said.
"Get a gag order! Sue the network for defamation!" Vanessa shrieked, slamming her cuffed hands against the stainless steel table in rage.
"You cannot sue for defamation when high-definition video clearly shows you pouring a bucket of liquid over a kneeling employee," her lawyer retorted.
"The public backlash is catastrophic; even your father has resigned as chairman of the board to distance himself from the scandal," the attorney added.
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Vanessa buried her face in her hands, finally realizing that her unbridled arrogance and cruelty had completely destroyed her entire existence.
The glittering high-society life she had clawed her way into was gone forever, replaced by criminal indictments, shame, and prison cells.
