Chapter 8 - Teresa’s Mask Completely Falls
Teresa rushed toward me, her manicured nails raised like claws, her face red with rage as she attempted to strike me in front of the officers.
“You ungrateful, malicious little bitch!” Teresa roared. “We made you a part of this family! You owe us everything!”
Before she could take another step, a female officer grabbed Teresa’s arm, twisting it behind her back and forcing her against the outdoor dining table.
“Teresa Mercer, you are under arrest as a primary co-conspirator in federal wire fraud and money laundering,” the officer declared firmly.
Serena dropped her designer handbag into the pool in utter shock, her face turning chalk white as a third officer handcuffed her brother Richard.
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Richard’s “crippled” leg suddenly healed entirely as he leaped up from his chair to avoid the arresting officers, proving his five-year medical lie in seconds.
“Look at that, Richard,” I noted with a cold, mocking smile. “A miraculous recovery right in front of the police.”
