Chapter 5
Victoria stumbled backward until the back of her legs hit a heavy velvet sofa, collapsing onto the cushions with trembling hands.
"Richard, please... listen to me, I was under so much stress, the nanny quit, and Sophie was being entirely unmanageable," she sobbed pathetically.
"Stress? You tortured a defenseless child while living in absolute luxury funded by my hard work," Richard replied with absolute disgust.
He walked slowly toward her, his polished leather shoes clicking against the floor like the rhythmic ticking of an executioner's clock.
"You're going to pack your designer bags right now, and you're going to wait in the foyer for the federal marshals," Richard commanded.
"Federal marshals? You can't involve law enforcement in a domestic dispute! This will ruin our social standing in Manhattan!" Victoria screamed.
"Our social standing is the absolute last thing on my mind; your freedom is about to evaporate permanently," Richard whispered fiercely.
He pulled out his smartphone, placing a direct call to the senior partner of his corporate legal defense and litigation firm.
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"Initiate emergency restraining order, asset freeze, and criminal indictment protocols against Victoria Sterling immediately," Richard ordered crisply.
"Yes, Mr. Sterling; we will have the paperwork filed with the district judge within the hour," his attorney confirmed on speakerphone.
