Chapter 16 - The Socialite’s Designer World Collapses
During a brief recess, Vanessa broke down in hysterics as federal marshals prepared to transport her back to the detention center.
She spotted me sitting in the front row of the gallery and lunged toward the wooden partition barrier in utter desperation.
“Natalie! Please help us! Tell them this is just a misunderstanding between family members!” Vanessa shrieked loudly.
The bailiffs stepped in immediately, pushing her back behind the security line with firm, professional authority.
“You called my mother a servant and helped steal my child’s future, Vanessa. Enjoy the federal penitentiary,” I replied coldly.
She let out a piercing wail of despair as the heavy wooden doors closed behind her, cutting off her panicked appeals forever.
Ethan stared at the floor of the courtroom, his hands shaking inside his handcuffs as reality finally crushed his spirit.
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He had traded a brilliant, loving wife for a shallow, treacherous socialite, and now they were both headed for federal prison.
Karma had balanced the books with absolute mathematical precision, leaving no debt unpaid and no betrayal unpunished.
