Chapter 16 - Eleanor Loses Control Over Her Multi-Million Dollar Trust
Back at the Sterling mansion, federal agents arrived with search warrants to seize physical financial documents and computers.
Eleanor sat in her study in total isolation, her ivory white pantsuit abandoned for a simple black silk robe.
The telephone remained completely silent; none of her high-society friends or country club associates were answering her calls.
Her multi-million-dollar empire had evaporated in less than forty-eight hours, victims of her own arrogance and illegal greed.
“You’re finished, Eleanor,” a federal investigator stated coldly, sealing a box of financial ledgers with official tamper tape.
Eleanor did not look up, staring blankly at the dark mahogany desk where her gold-plated phone lay unplugged and dead.
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She had spent her entire life stepping on everyone beneath her feet, only to find herself completely buried at the bottom.
The estate she had ruled like an iron-fisted queen was now little more than a crime scene awaiting federal foreclosure.
