Chapter 7

Meanwhile, in a cheap, rundown motel on the outskirts of New Jersey, Vanessa and Julian sat in complete darkness.
Julian’s expensive navy blue blazer was stained with dirt, his hands shaking as he held a burner phone to his ear.
“They need the fifty million by Friday, Vanessa, or they are going to break every bone in my body,” Julian sobbed hysterically.
Vanessa stared blankly at the peeling wallpaper, her sharp crimson suit looking completely absurd in the filthy motel room.
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“We have to contest the will in federal court; we just need a judge to declare Chloe mentally unfit,” Vanessa plotted viciously.
They didn't know that Mr. Sterling had already anticipated their move, freezing every single bank account tied to their names.