Chapter 7 - THE MYSTERIOUS BAILED SOCIALITE
The legal corridor of the White Plains Courthouse was packed with reporters from major American media outlets.
Victoria walked into the courtroom in orange scrubs, her wrists chained to her waist belt as flashbulbs burst through the glass windows.
Prosecutor Thomas stepped up to the podium, presenting the red disposable lighter enclosed in the evidence bag.
"Your Honor, the state requests remand without bail due to the extreme cruelty and flight risk posed by the defendant," Thomas argued firmly.
Suddenly, a high-priced Manhattan defense attorney pushed through the wooden courtroom doors carrying an Italian leather briefcase.
"Objection, Your Honor," the attorney announced, stepping smoothly up to the defense table beside a stunned Victoria. "I represent Vance Holdings, and we are posting five million dollars cash bail for my client immediately."
Julian, observing from the front gallery row in his tailored navy suit, felt his blood instantly run cold.
Vance Holdings was the primary investment vehicle belonging to Marcus Cole—Julian's most ruthless rival in American finance.
Victoria turned her head toward the gallery, a small, triumphant smirk appearing on her pale lips as she spotted Julian.
Julian stood up slowly, his jaw set in stone as he realized this was no longer just a domestic abuse case.
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It was an all-out corporate war designed to tear his life apart from the inside out.
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