CHAPTER 5
Within ten minutes, the flashing red and blue lights of two Greenwich Police Department cruisers illuminated the grand circular driveway of the Pine Valley Country Club.
Two uniformed officers stepped into the grand ballroom, their heavy leather boots clicking loudly against the marble floor as they approached the ruined floral display.
"Julian Vance?" the senior officer asked, pulling a pair of heavy steel handcuffs from his utility belt.
"This is an outrage! It was a minor stumble!" Julian shrieked, his voice echoing pathetically off the high ceilings as guests pulled out their smartphones to record the spectacle.
"Mr. Vance, you are under arrest for third-degree reckless endangerment, criminal assault on a minor, and breach of peace," the officer declared firmly.
"You have the right to remain silent," the second officer added, pulling Julian’s arms roughly behind his back and clicking the cold steel around his wrists.
"Sarah! Please! Don't do this!" Julian begged as he was turned toward the exit, tears of pure humiliation spilling over his cheeks. "Think of my firm! Think of my family!"
"You should have thought about your family before you put your shoe on my son, Julian," Sarah replied flatly, without an ounce of pity in her voice.
As Julian was escorted past the grand mahogany doorway, news of the shocking arrest was already spreading across social media networks and local news outlets.
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The headline banners began flashing across Manhattan financial blogs: VANCE CAPITAL CEO ARRESTED AT GREENWICH GALA FOR ASSAULTING DISABLED CHILD OF TECH HEIRESS.
Sarah gently took Owen's hand, leading him toward the private executive lounge away from the flashing cameras and murmuring crowds.
