Chapter 6 - Security Escorts The Furious Stepmother Out Of Doors
Richard didn't bother arguing further; he simply raised his left hand and signaled toward the open front doors behind the lawyer.
Four burly private security guards in black suits stepped forward into the grand foyer, their expressions entirely devoid of emotion.
“Escort Mrs. Vance off the property immediately,” Richard commanded coldly. “She is not permitted to take any jewelry or assets purchased with corporate funds.”
“You can’t do this to me! I’ll sue you for everything you’re worth! You’ll regret the day you ever crossed me!” Victoria shrieked.
The guards grabbed her firmly by her arms, lifting her heels off the polished marble as she thrashed and cursed wildly.
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She was hauled backward out the front doors, her expensive emerald-green gown trailing behind her across the stone porch.
The heavy oak doors slammed shut behind her with a definitive, echoing bang that restored absolute silence to the mansion.
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