Chapter 15 - Grant Attempts Desperate Negotiations From Jail Cell
Inside the county jail visitation booth, Grant sat staring through the thick glass panel at his court-appointed lawyer.
“You need to find a loophole in the prenup! I can't spend the next ten years in federal prison!” Grant panicked.
“Mr. Sterling, your wife’s legal team airtight-sealed every single loophole before you even filed for probate,” the lawyer sighed.
“And your former mistress Sloane has already turned state witness against you in exchange for immunity.”
Grant slammed his fist against the glass partition, his face twisting into an ugly mask of rage.
“She can't do that! We had an agreement!” he shouted until correctional guards stepped forward.
“You have no leverage left, Grant; your assets are gone, and your trial is set for next month,” the lawyer stated flatly.
The guard tapped him on the shoulder, signaling the end of his ten-minute visitation window.
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Grant was dragged back to his concrete cell, completely alone and utterly defeated by his own greed.
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