Chapter 27 - THE COLLAPSE OF CHLOE
Over at the Fairfield County Jail, Chloe sat in the visitation room, watching the live video feed on a federal tablet.
She saw Arthur Vance pinned to the kitchen floor in handcuffs, the Swiss documents seized by federal agents as evidence.
"No! No! That’s my forty million dollars! You can't take it from me!" Chloe shrieked, slamming her fists against the table.
The jail guard stepped forward, grabbing Chloe’s arms and forcing them behind her back into heavy iron restraints.
"The Swiss authorities have already frozen the entire trust pending federal forfeiture, Mrs. Sterling," the guard informed her coldly.
"You're going to spending the next thirty years in a federal penitentiary for attempted mass murder," the guard added.
Chloe fell to her knees on the cold concrete floor, sobbing hysterically as her dreams of fortune and revenge turned to dust.
Her emerald dress was long gone, replaced by the orange prison jumpsuit that would define the rest of her miserable life.
Back at the estate, Margaret walked over to the kitchen counter, picking up the folded white towel to wipe down the counter.
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The thirty-year shadow that had hung over her family was finally lifted, leaving behind pure, unadulterated truth.
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