Chapter 12 - THE BREAKING POINT
Judge Vance adjusted his reading glasses, staring at the high-definition photos of the injuries on eight-year-old Ethan's neck.
"Mrs. Eleanor Vance," Judge Vance spoke, his voice filled with absolute disgust. "Did you authorize the use of this chain on your grandson?"
Eleanor stood up slowly, her hands resting calmly on the defense table. "Your Honor, the boy was exhibiting dangerous behavioral tendencies inherited from his mother's family. It was a temporary safety measure."
"A safety measure?" Judge Vance repeated, his face turning red with fury. "You treated an eight-year-old American citizen like an untamed animal on your lawn!"
"He is a Vance!" Eleanor barked, dropping her polite demeanor. "I own the estate! I decide how my heirs are raised!"
"You own nothing in this courtroom, madam," Judge Vance declared, slamming his wooden gavel down hard.
"Emergency custody of both Ethan Vance and Maya Vance is awarded immediately to their mother, Nora Vance!"
"In addition, I am issuing an immediate bench warrant for Eleanor Vance on charges of felony child abuse, unlawful restraint, and falsification of medical records!"
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FBI agents stepped out from the back row of the gallery, pulling out steel handcuffs.
Eleanor stared at the agents in shock as her four attorneys scrambled to file an immediate appeal.
