Chapter 3
The trap had been laid weeks before the grand charity gala took place inside the Sterling family estate.
Clara had uncovered Victoria's secret offshore bank accounts, which had been systematically draining the family trust for months.
Knowing Victoria would become desperate enough to commit violence, Clara had equipped the foyer with state-of-the-art, high-definition pinhole cameras.
Every single angle of the shove, from the breathless whisper to the deliberate push, was already streaming directly to a secure federal server.
Detective Miller gestured to his officers, who marched up the grand staircase with swift, efficient strides.
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Victoria backed into the wall, her velvet dress catching on the decorative molding as she looked around for an escape route. "Get your hands off me! Do you know who my father is?" she shrieked as an officer grabbed her wrist.
"Your father signed the warrant himself two hours ago, Ms. Sterling," Detective Miller revealed, his voice devoid of emotion.
