Chapter 11 - Eleanor Is Arrested And Escorted Away In Disgrace
The heavy mahogany doors of the west wing suite splintered open as federal marshals breached the barricade.
Eleanor stood near her antique desk, her face draining of all color as she stared at the flashing tactical badges.
“You are trespassing on private property! I demand to speak with my legal counsel immediately!” Eleanor shrieked hysterically.
Agent Miller stepped forward, snapping heavy steel handcuffs around her wrists with a sharp, echoing metallic click.
“Eleanor Vance, you are under arrest for federal racketeering, financial fraud, and attempted homicide,” Miller announced crisply.
“This is an outrage! My family built this city! You can't do this to me!” she screamed, kicking her heels in rage.
The marshals hauled the disgraced matriarch down the grand staircase, past the scattered white pearls on the marble floor.
Liam stood at the bottom of the stairs, watching her descent with an expression of cold, unyielding satisfaction.
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Eleanor glared daggers at him as she was dragged past, her high society reign reduced to a pair of handcuffs.
The mansion doors slammed shut behind the federal transport vehicle, carrying her away to a maximum-security holding facility.
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