Chapter 8 - Valet Attendants And Bystanders Watch The High-Society Drama

A crowd of onlookers and paparazzi gathered quickly around the perimeter, their smartphone cameras flashing blindingly in the sunlight.
Headlines for tomorrow morning’s financial newspapers were already writing themselves across New York’s elite media channels.
Victoria tried to slip away toward a waiting taxi, hoping to distance herself from the catastrophic public explosion.
“Stop right there, Ms. Thorne. Your name is also featured prominently in the federal files my attorneys compiled,” Eleanor called out.
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Victoria froze with her hand on the taxi door handle, turning back with a look of pure, unadulterated terror on her face.
“You can’t trap me here! I didn't steal anything from your precious family trust!” Victoria shrieked defensively.
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