Chapter 17 - Eleanor Plots Her Final Revenge From A Federal Cell
Inside a sterile maximum-security federal holding facility, Eleanor sat on the edge of her cold steel bunk bed.
Her expensive navy blue suit had been replaced by an unglamorous orange jumpsuit that mocked her aristocratic pride.
She stared at the small concrete window, whispering coded instructions to a corrupt prison guard slipping past her bars.
“Tell the Zurich syndicate that Liam holds the digital flash drive in his study safe,” Eleanor instructed the guard quietly.
“And tell them to burn the entire estate to the ground if they cannot recover my corporate shares,” she hissed viciously.
The guard nodded discreetly, pocketing a diamond-encrusted ring she had smuggled in within the lining of her collar.
Even behind bars, the fallen matriarch remained consumed by bitterness, plotting utter destruction against her own family.
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She believed that if she couldn't control the Vance empire, nobody else on earth ever would.
Her malice echoed off the concrete walls, signaling that the ultimate confrontation was rapidly approaching.
