Chapter 7
Back in Manhattan, Sarah's venue hosted a high-profile diplomatic gala attended by international dignitaries and senators. The ballroom was illuminated by cascading crystal chandeliers, radiating an atmosphere of timeless elegance and security.
Sarah stood on the mezzanine balcony, wearing an exquisite midnight-blue evening gown and diamond drop earrings. She surveyed the bustling room below, noting how effortlessly order and sophistication prevailed under her watchful eye.
David walked up the stairs, handing her a secure dossier containing updates on the impending federal trial. "The grand jury has officially indicted Victoria and her father on all twelve counts of federal wire fraud," David announced.
"When does the trial commence?" Sarah asked, taking a slow sip of sparkling water. "Next month in the Southern District of New York federal court; the judge has denied all motions to dismiss," David confirmed.
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Sarah nodded in quiet satisfaction, knowing the legal architecture she helped build was functioning flawlessly. "Let justice run its course without interference; the truth speaks louder than any defense attorney's speech," she noted.
The string quartet below transitioned into a smooth classical melody, filling the luxurious hall with harmonious energy.
