Chapter 9 - The Christmas Arrest
"You aren't my family," Carter replied flawlessly, completely devoid of human mercy. "You're just a thief who stole from his own employees."
Four heavily armed federal agents and local police officers marched directly through the front door, completely tracking snow onto the pristine hardwood floors. They bypassed Carter and Shelby, walking straight up to the weeping, disgraced father and his terrified golden child.
"Ray and Dylan Millard," the lead federal agent barked loudly, grabbing them both aggressively by the arms. "You are under arrest for grand larceny, massive corporate fraud, and federal embezzlement."
The fifteen adult relatives poured out of the dining room, staring in absolute, stunned silence as the two men were violently hauled to their feet.
Dylan screamed and cried like a child in his cream sweater as the heavy steel handcuffs snapped loudly around his wrists. Ray sobbed hysterically, his burgundy checked shirt wrinkling as he was forcefully dragged backward out of his own luxurious home.
They were dragged past the wrapped gifts, the glowing fairy lights, and the delicious brisket, completely stripped of their fake wealth, their arrogant pride, and their freedom.
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Carter watched them get shoved into the back of the freezing police cruisers, feeling a profound, heavy weight completely lift from his chest.
👉 Carter turned to his mother, finally ready to take his rightful place at the head of the table.
