Chapter 12 - Federal Marshals Surround the Wealthy Family Estate
Downstairs, the flashbulbs of local news helicopters began illuminating the night sky outside the massive glass windows.
Media vans had converged on the gated driveway, broadcasting the sensational downfall of the Vance family live nationwide.
Victoria walked back down the grand staircase, her posture commanding the attention of every federal agent in the foyer.
“Mrs. Vance, the federal transport units are ready to transfer Richard Vance Sr. to the downtown detention facility,” an agent reported.
“Make sure his booking is processed publicly so every major investor on Wall Street sees it by morning,” Victoria instructed.
“Understood, ma'am. What are your orders regarding Mr. Alexander Vance?” the agent asked, looking up the stairs.
Alexander stood at the top of the landing, watching his entire world collapse into absolute ruin beneath her feet.
“Leave him here for tonight; let him contemplate what it feels like to sleep on a floor he didn't buy,” Victoria replied coldly.
She turned toward the grand oak doors, stepping out into the cool night air where a private black limousine idled.
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The flashbulbs blinded her temporarily, but she walked forward with absolute grace and unshakeable power.
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