Chapter 9 - The Federal Raid
Heavy, wailing sirens cut violently through the stormy night.
Through the massive glass windows, intense red and blue emergency lights violently illuminated the dark luxury study, casting long, frantic shadows across the torn wedding photo on the desk.
"No! No, please!" Warren wailed hysterically, dropping to his knees on the Persian rug. The ruthless advisor was completely broken, weeping tears of pure, pathetic terror as he realized he was going to die in a federal penitentiary.
"Declan, we have to run!" Warren sobbed, completely humiliating himself.
"There's nowhere to run," Nora whispered coldly.
The heavy mahogany doors of the study aggressively burst open. A dozen heavily armed federal agents marched directly into the room, completely ignoring the expensive decor. They bypassed Nora and walked straight up to the weeping advisor and the paralyzed billionaire husband.
"Declan Ashford and Warren Vance," the lead federal agent barked loudly, aggressively grabbing Declan by the arms and hauling him backward. "You are under arrest for massive corporate fraud, federal embezzlement, and conspiracy to commit murder."
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Declan screamed and cried in total, undeniable disgrace as the heavy steel handcuffs snapped loudly around his wrists, completely stripping him of his fake wealth and his untouchable power.
👉 Nora watched them get dragged away, the heavy, suffocating weight finally lifting from her chest.
