Chapter 3 - The Husband Arrested On Spot
Julian lunged forward against the tactical officers, his expensive charcoal tuxedo tearing slightly along the shoulder seam.
“You can’t arrest me! I am a senior partner of the congressional advisory board!” Julian bellowed, thrashing wildly.
“You are a convicted felon facing federal wire fraud, embezzlement, and domestic assault charges, Julian,” the lead tactical officer growled.
The sharp metallic click of steel handcuffs echoed loudly across the ballroom as they secured Julian’s wrists behind his back.
He kicked and screamed, his arrogant facade completely shattered into dust as reality crashed down upon his head.
Elena watched her abusive husband with cold, detached eyes, feeling a profound sense of liberation washing over her soul.
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The man who had terrorized her for years was now nothing more than a pathetic criminal being hauled away in disgrace.
The officers hoisted him upright, dragging him backward across the shattered remains of champagne glasses toward the exit doors.
