Chapter 8 - The Legal Trap
"The footage of you assaulting me didn't go to a security server in the basement, Arthur," Ms. Sterling stated clinically. "It was live-streamed directly to a secure, encrypted cloud drive entirely controlled by my corporate legal team."
Arthur dropped to his knees on the white marble floor, completely shattering his arrogant facade.
"Please!" Arthur wailed hysterically, desperately trying to grab the hem of her ivory satin dress. "I'm sorry! I lost my temper! I love you! You can't do this to me!"
"Don't touch me," Ms. Sterling commanded softly, her voice a freezing, lethal frequency.
Arthur instantly recoiled, terrified of the massive power she held over his life.
"My lawyers have already forwarded the 4K footage of the assault to the district attorney," Ms. Sterling explained smoothly. "And because I forced you to sign that brutal prenuptial agreement, stating that any party convicted of domestic violence forfeits all marital assets... you walk away with absolutely nothing."
"You can't throw us out!" Eleanor shrieked wildly from the table, tears ruining her flawless makeup. "We are prominent members of society! Where are we supposed to go?!"
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"That sounds like a personal problem," Ms. Sterling replied, entirely devoid of human empathy.
👉 The flashing lights in the driveway signaled that the Vance family's reign of terror was officially over.
