CHAPTER 8
While life in the Hamptons blossomed with peace and laughter, Victoria’s world was rapidly crumbling behind the concrete walls of a holding facility. Her high-society friends had entirely abandoned her, blocking her numbers and scrubbing every trace of her existence from their social calendars.
Her defense attorneys dropped her representation after discovering she had attempted to pay off a witness with stolen heirloom jewelry. Left with no money, no allies, and no way out, Victoria sat alone in the stark interrogation room staring at her reflection in the mirror.
Back in Manhattan, Liam received a confidential call from the District Attorney confirming that Victoria had accepted a plea deal guaranteeing prison time. There would be no appeals, no loopholes, and no chance of her ever coming near his family again.
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Liam hung up the phone, taking a deep, grounding breath of fresh air as he looked out his office window at the bustling New York skyline. He felt a profound sense of closure wash over him, knowing the threat was neutralized and his children were permanently safe.
He drove home early that afternoon, surprising the kids with tickets to a weekend camping trip in the Adirondacks. Their joyous screams echoed through the foyer as they ran upstairs to pack their backpacks with flashlights, compasses, and adventure gear.
