Chapter 9 - Private Security Escorts The Greedy Relatives Away
The senior police officer stepped into the grand foyer, his heavy duty belt clinking against his holster in the quiet room.
“Mr. Whittaker? Which individuals are we taking into custody for grand larceny and fraudulent asset appropriation today?” the officer asked.
I pointed directly toward Michael and Jennifer, whose faces went completely pale with shock and horror.
“Take my brother and sister down to central booking for corporate embezzlement and domestic abuse,” I instructed clearly.
“You can't do this to us! We are blood! We are the Whittaker family!” Jennifer screamed, kicking off her designer heels in protest.
Two assisting officers moved in swiftly, clicking cold steel handcuffs around Michael and Jennifer’s wrists.
Margaret threw herself across the sofa, wailing loudly and pretending to faint as her children were dragged toward the exit.
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Not a single guest or staff member stepped forward to offer her comfort or assistance.
The parasitic empire they had built on Emma’s back had been completely dismantled in less than ten minutes.
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