Chapter 10 - THE FROZEN TRUST FUNDS
Victoria Vance sat rigidly in the adjacent holding cell, staring blankly at the concrete block walls.
Her personal secretary had tried to transfer five million dollars from her offshore Cayman account to pay for high-priced defense attorneys.
The transaction had been instantly blocked and seized by federal cyber-agents acting on Elena's precise authorization codes.
Every single credit card, luxury vehicle, and real estate holding registered under her name was now government property.
She was completely destitute, stripped of the wealth and status she had spent her entire adult life guarding with ruthless cruelty.
A federal marshal unlocked her cell door, tossing a standard-issue orange jumpsuit onto the steel bench beside her.
"Change into your prison grays, Mrs. Vance. Your arraignment is scheduled for 0800 hours tomorrow morning," the marshal instructed coldly.
Victoria trembled, her manicured fingers brushing against the rough cotton fabric of the prison uniform in utter horror.
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She realized with sickening clarity that her son's arrogance had destroyed everything she had ever built.
Elena had won the war without firing a single bullet, using their own technological surveillance against them.
