Chapter 8 - The Federal Arrest
Four heavily armed federal agents, wearing dark suits and tactical vests, marched directly into the warm, wood-paneled courtroom. They completely bypassed the glowing Christmas tree and walked straight down the center aisle.
"William Carter! Victoria Carter!" the lead agent barked loudly, his voice echoing over the weeping father.
Evelyn's father aggressively lunged backward in the witness stand, desperately trying to climb over the wooden railing to escape. But two massive federal agents aggressively grabbed him by the arms, forcefully hauling him to the floor with bone-crushing force.
"Get your filthy hands off me!" her father shrieked hysterically, his expensive navy suit tearing slightly. "I am a real estate developer! You can't do this to me!"
"You're a federal criminal," the agent replied coldly, snapping heavy steel handcuffs around his wrists.
In the gallery, Victoria screamed and cried in total, undeniable disgrace as two other agents forcefully dragged her out of the front row. Her expensive pearl bracelet snapped, sending white pearls scattering aggressively across the polished wooden floor.
"Evelyn, please!" her father sobbed violently, forcing fake, desperate tears into his eyes as they dragged him past the defense table. "Tell them to stop! I'm your father!"
Evelyn didn't even blink. She looked down at him with cold, unwavering authority.
"You stopped being my father the second you tried to destroy my honor to hide your greed," Evelyn whispered flawlessly.
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They were forcefully dragged out of the courtroom, completely exposed to the vicious, mocking cameras of the journalists. Their high-society lives were permanently erased in a single afternoon.
👉 Evelyn turned her full attention back to the judge, entirely ready to reclaim her life.
