Chapter 12 - Handcuffs Click Shut Around My Golden Boy Brother’s Wrists

The sharp, metallic click of steel handcuffs echoed through the hushed ballroom with final, irreversible authority.
Preston was hauled upright by two burly officers, his face twisted into a mask of pure, venomous hatred directed at me.
“You’ll pay for this, Evelyn! You and your brat will starve on the streets by next month!” he screamed hysterically.
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Detective Vance shoved Preston toward the exit doors without a second glance at his empty threats.
The golden child of the family was finally being led away in disgrace, stripped of his illusion of invulnerability.
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