Chapter 14 - The Eviction of the Estate
While Evelyn Vance sat in her jail cell awaiting her formal arraignment, her luxurious townhouse in Cinco Ranch was hit with an emergency seizure order.
Because the property had been purchased using funds laundered through Vance Estate Ventures, the federal court ordered its immediate liquidation.
I stood on the sidewalk outside her townhouse alongside Marcus Vance and a team of court-appointed federal marshals.
A massive yellow moving truck was backed up to the driveway, loading her Italian leather furniture, designer artwork, and gold antiques.
Evelyn's daughter, Brooke—David's younger sister who had spent years mocking my middle-class background—ran out onto the lawn.
"You can't do this! This is my mother's house!" Brooke screamed, tears ruining her expensive makeup.
"You're a disgusting, vengeful monster, Hannah! You ruined my family!"
I stepped up to the edge of the manicured lawn, looking down at Brooke with cold, effortless superiority.
"Your mother built this house with money she stole from my dying father, Brooke," I said clearly so the marshals could hear every word.
"And as for you... the court frozen your college trust account this morning because it was funded with stolen equity."
Brooke gasped, backing up against the garage door as if she had been struck across the face.
"Where am I supposed to live?!" Brooke wailed hysterically.
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"You can find a cheap apartment downtown, Brooke," I replied, turning my back on her as I walked toward my vehicle.
"Just like the rest of the working class people you spent your whole life looking down upon."
