Chapter 12 - Cassandra Discovers The Truth Behind Ellen’s Bruise
Back at the luxury penthouse, Cassandra paced frantically across the living room waiting for Michael to return. The front door unlocked abruptly, but instead of Michael, two police officers and a building manager stepped inside.
“Mrs. Vance, you are also under arrest for your active participation in the assault at the wedding estate,” an officer announced. Cassandra shrieked in outrage, backing away toward the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Manhattan.
“You must be out of your mind! Do you know who my husband’s family is? We own half this city!” she screamed hysterically. The officer stepped forward, sliding a tablet displaying the venue security footage right into her face.
“We have the raw surveillance video of you slapping Ellen Whitaker across the face, Mrs. Vance,” the officer stated coldly. Cassandra stared at the screen, her color draining entirely as she realized her lies had finally caught up with her.
“It was just a family dispute; she ruined our wedding aesthetic! She deserved it!” Cassandra sobbed in blind panic. The officers didn't argue or sympathize; they grabbed her arms and slapped cold steel handcuffs around her wrists.
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As they dragged her out toward the private elevator, her expensive designer shoes scraped uselessly against the hardwood floor. Her dream of high-society luxury had officially evaporated into a cold, barred holding cell.
They had treated Ellen like garbage at the wedding, and now they were receiving the exact same treatment from the law.
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