Chapter 14 - The Family Patriarch

A heavy knock echoed at Clara's front gate, followed by the arrival of a sleek black Rolls-Royce sedan.
Out stepped Arthur Vance, the seventy-five-year-old patriarch of the Vance family real estate empire.
Arthur walked up the stone pathway using a gold-tipped cane, his expression carved out of cold granite.
Clara opened the heavy front door, standing firmly across the threshold without offering an invitation inside.
"You have dragged our family name through the mud for a week, Clara," Arthur said, his voice deep and raspy.
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"Your daughter was attacked by your own daughter, Arthur," Clara replied without a single hint of fear.
"Family business is settled behind closed doors," Arthur growled, leaning forward on his cane. "Drop the charges today."