Chapter 12 - Portia Is Escorted Out Of The Ballroom In Handcuffs
The heavy steel cuffs clicked shut around Portia’s wrists with a sharp, echoing snap that sounded like a gunshot.
Federal marshals hoisted her up by her arms, dragging her kicking and screaming toward the grand double doors.
“Let me go! You can't do this to me! I am a Kensington!” she shrieked, her expensive makeup running down her face.
Flashbulbs popped blindly from paparazzi who had gathered outside the estate gates, capturing her absolute ruin.
Alonzo watched impassively as she was hauled away into the back of an unmarked federal transport van.
Judge Julian Kensington tried to slip out the side exit, but two federal agents blocked his path instantly.
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“You’re coming with us too, Judge. Accessory after the fact carries a very long prison sentence,” Agent Vance informed him.
Within minutes, the ballroom was cleared of the corrupt elites who had terrorized the household for decades.
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