Chapter 15 - Chloe Begs For Mercy On Template Marble Floor
In the bleak basement holding facility of the federal courthouse, Chloe paced frantically behind the iron bars.
Her expensive designer clothes were rumpled, her makeup smeared across her tear-stained face from hours of crying.
She caught sight of a familiar figure walking down the concrete corridor escorted by armed federal guards.
It was her father, head bowed in absolute disgrace as he was led toward a maximum-security arraignment room.
“Daddy! Tell them it’s all a mistake! Tell them we own this city!” Chloe screamed, shaking the iron bars desperately.
Her father didn't even look up; he kept his eyes fixed on the cold floor, broken by the sheer scale of federal evidence.
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Chloe sank to her knees against the concrete, realizing no amount of screaming would ever bring back her stolen throne.
The system she had manipulated for years had finally turned its gears to crush her family completely.
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