Chapter 12 - The Federal Grand Jury Issues Warrants For Victoria
Federal marshals hauled Victoria into the federal courthouse holding facility shortly after her capture in the estate gardens.
She wore a standard orange jumpsuit that contrasted sharply with her dyed blonde hair and arrogant expression.
Her attorney stood beside her in the holding cell, looking over the stack of newly issued grand jury indictments.
“They have your voice on the recording, Victoria... and the hidden room contained your personal signature on every document,” her lawyer warned.
“Get me a plea deal for thirty years; I’m not spending the rest of my life in a maximum-security federal pen,” Victoria demanded coldly.
“The prosecutor isn't offering deals; they’re pushing for capital conspiracy and first-degree murder charges,” her lawyer replied grimly.
Victoria slammed her fist against the steel table, her glamorous facade finally crumbling into a mask of pure rage.
She had sacrificed her humanity, her marriage, and her freedom for a fortune that was now completely out of her grasp.
As guards approached to escort her into the courtroom, she caught a glimpse of Richard waiting across the hall.
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Richard looked at her with absolute indifference, proving he had finally broken free from her toxic manipulation.
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