Chapter 7 - The Break from Fear
As the agents pushed Grant toward the doorway, Claire stood up from the floor, holding eight-year-old Noah securely in her arms.
Noah wiped his tears, looking at his mother and grandmother with brave, clear eyes. The red mark on his shoulder was visible, but the terror that had consumed him moments ago had vanished.
Grant paused near the marble archway, looking back at his daughter with eyes full of manipulative desperation.
"Claire! Tell them it was an accident!" Grant begged, his voice cracking into a pathetic whine. "Tell them Noah just fell! If I go to prison, the family trust is dissolved! You won't have a single cent left! You'll be living on the street!"
Claire looked at her father—the man who had controlled her entire life through fear and financial threats—and then looked down at her bruised son.
"Keep the money, Grant," Claire said, her voice dropping into a sharp, steady, and resolute tone. "We don't want a single penny of your blood money ever again."
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Grant stared at his daughter in utter shock, realization finally dawning on him that his reign of terror was officially over. The agents yanked him through the doors, hauling him out into the rain toward the waiting federal vehicles.
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