Chapter 12 - Jessica Is Handcuffed Amid The Ruined Wedding Decor
Federal marshals closed in around Jessica, their heavy boots echoing sharply against the imported marble floor tiles of the reception hall.
“Get your filthy hands off me! Do you know who my father is? He’ll have your badges before sunrise!” Jessica wailed hysterically.
“Your father is currently being detained in the parking lot for corporate wire fraud and tax evasion,” Vance replied with absolute cold indifference.
The heavy steel handcuffs snapped around her wrists with a sharp, echoing mechanical click that signaled the absolute end of her reign.
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She was hauled upright, her designer makeup ruined by tears of furious despair as she was guided toward the secure transport van.
The romantic wedding venue had officially transformed into a high-security federal crime scene under the watchful eye of the American flag.
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