Chapter 7 - Eleanor Coordinates A Desperate Legal Defense With Corporate Counsel
Locked inside her west wing fortress, Eleanor paced furiously as her private attorney arrived through the private service elevator.
Arthur Pendelton stepped into the study carrying a heavy leather briefcase stuffed with corporate asset transfer forms.
“You summoned me urgently, Mrs. Vance. What has gone wrong at the estate tonight?” Arthur asked, adjusting his glasses.
“Liam has called federal authorities regarding the incident with that wretched blonde girl on the stairs,” Eleanor snapped.
Arthur’s face turned pale as he dropped his briefcase onto the mahogany desk with a dull, heavy thud.
“Federal authorities? If the DOJ launches an investigation into our trust funds, the entire corporate empire collapses!” Arthur panicked.
“Then bribe whoever you must! Forge whatever documents are necessary to prove it was an accidental fall!” Eleanor commanded.
“We can't outrun federal wire fraud and attempted murder charges with forged papers anymore, Eleanor,” Arthur warned grimly.
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Eleanor glared at her attorney with pure venom, refusing to accept that her decades of absolute control were slipping away.
“Find a way, Arthur, or you’ll be sharing a prison cell right beside me before the week is over,” she threatened.
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