Chapter 10
William Sterling stood in the hallway, his face pale with shock, staring at his new bride holding a weapon.
Behind him stood two uniformed NYPD officers who had entered the mansion to investigate the false fire alarm.
Isabella’s reaction was instantaneous; she dropped the pistol onto the white carpet, falling to her knees in tears.
“William! Thank God you’re here!” Isabella sobbed hysterically, pointing a trembling finger at Emma.
“She broke into my private safe! She was trying to steal my mother’s heirloom jewelry and these papers!”
William stepped into the room, looking back and forth between his weeping wife and his humble housekeeper.
“Emma?” William asked, his voice filled with confusion and disbelief. “Is this true?”
“Mr. Sterling, look at these papers in my hand right now!” Emma yelled, refusing to back down.
“This woman has a forged power of attorney for your entire estate, and a death certificate for her last husband!”
“She’s lying, William!” Isabella shrieked, clutching her husband’s trousers. “She’s trying to destroy us!”
“And where is your son, Mr. Sterling?” Emma demanded, stepping forward and thrusting the documents toward him.
“You thought he was in Maine with family, didn't you?”
William froze, his eyes widening as a terrible look of doubt began to creep into his expression.
“Ethan is in Maine…” William stammered, looking down at his weeping wife.
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“He’s sitting in the boxwood bushes behind your garden right now!” Emma shouted.
“Because I just pulled him out of a locked basement holding cell sealed behind the brick wall in your service corridor!”
