Chapter 6
Julian resisted fiercely, thrashing against the marshals as they forced his arms behind his back and slammed him against the marble balustrade. "Get your hands off me! Do you know who I am? I am a Vance!" Julian roared in a blind, pathetic fury. "That's exactly why you're going away for a very long time, Mr. Vance," Liam said quietly, walking past the struggling heir without a second glance. He stepped out onto the front portico, breathing in the fresh autumn air while watching the police vehicles secure the perimeter.
A sleek black Maybach idled at the edge of the driveway, its tinted windows rolling down to reveal Arthur Thorne watching the scene unfold. Liam walked over to the vehicle, leaning down to speak quietly with the powerful billionaire patriarch seated inside. "The first phase of the acquisition is complete, Arthur; the Vance family holdings are officially primed for liquidation," Liam reported respectfully. Arthur nodded slowly, his weathered face showing deep satisfaction as he lit an expensive Cuban cigar. "Good work, Liam; now let's make sure Clara gets the absolute best medical care money can buy," Arthur instructed.
