Chapter 8

Victoria sat in the quiet, immaculate interior of her white luxury car, watching the arrest unfold live on her sleek tablet.
She took a slow, deep breath, feeling a profound sense of vindication wash over her previously detached emotions.
They had tried to manipulate her, drug her with laced wine, and seize her father’s historic American empire for themselves.
She pressed a button on the intercom, her voice low and steady. "Drive me to the federal courthouse; I want to see them."
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The luxury car glided smoothly through the bustling Manhattan traffic, a silent shark moving through an ocean of lesser predators.
The final nail in the Sterling family coffin was about to be hammered in by Victoria's own flawless testimony.