Chapter 4 - THE POLICE ARRIVAL
Sirens wailed in the distance, growing louder as three NYPD patrol cars pulled up to the grand front entrance of the mansion.
Two uniformed officers stepped into the opulent foyer, their heavy tactical boots clicking loudly against the polished floor tiles.
Officer Marcus Davis took in the scene instantly—the shattered glass, the terrified child, and the bruised billionaire holding his ribs.
"Who called nine-one-one?" Officer Davis asked, pulling a black notepad from his chest pocket.
"I did," Sierra answered clearly, her voice steady and echoing with absolute confidence.
"This man, Julian Sterling, intentionally shoved my daughter into that glass cabinet," she explained, gesturing toward the debris.
Victoria stepped forward, wrapping a diamond-encrusted bracelet around her wrist as she adopted a cold, aristocratic sneer.
"Officer, this woman is an uninvited nuisance whose child was running wild and destroyed our antique glass display," Victoria lied smoothly.
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Lily squeezed her mother’s hand tight, tears streaming down her pale cheeks as she looked up at the officer.
"He pushed me, Mommy... he told me I didn't belong here," Lily whimpered, her tiny voice breaking the tension in the room.
