Chapter 9 - Chloe Plots Her Revenge From A Cheap Motel
Miles away across the city in a dingy roadside motel room, Chloe watched the morning news broadcast on a small television.
Headlines flashed across the screen detailing the federal injunction slapped on the Vance estate trust accounts.
“That’s right... freeze every single cent they have until they are forced to beg me for mercy,” Chloe muttered viciously.
Her phone buzzed against the cheap laminate nightstand, displaying an encrypted text message from Arthur Sterling.
“The injunction is secured; Victor is cornered in his library with federal marshals,” the message read clearly.
Chloe laughed aloud, pouring herself a cheap cup of instant coffee while wrapped in her stained bathrobe.
“He thought he could replace me with a dirty orphan from the streets... now he’s going to lose everything,” she gloated.
She walked over to the cracked motel mirror, applying fresh red lipstick as she prepared for her triumphant return.
By sunset, she planned to walk back through the iron gates of the Bel-Air estate as the rightful queen of the household.
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She had underestimated her uncle’s ruthlessness in the past, but this time she had federal law enforcement on her side.
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