Chapter 9 - The Designer Arrest
"Take her to the lobby," Dante commanded, pointing at Serena. "The police are waiting."
"Don't touch me!" Serena wailed hysterically as the massive enforcers forcefully hauled her to her feet.
They didn't let her fix her hair or adjust her designer trench coat. They dragged the screaming, thrashing socialite directly down the hospital corridor and shoved her into the main lobby.
A dozen federal agents and local police officers were waiting, heavily armed. Claire had handed them the security footage of Serena pulling out the poison syringe.
The officers violently slapped heavy steel handcuffs over Serena's wrists. She was forced to do the ultimate walk of shame, paraded in handcuffs past every single nurse, doctor, and patient in the hospital. Because the media had been tipped off, news cameras flashed wildly outside the emergency room doors, capturing the arrogant, cruel fake fiancée being shoved into the back of a police cruiser, weeping like a pathetic criminal.
Her high-society reputation, her freedom, and her toxic life were permanently, entirely destroyed.
Meanwhile, Victor's horrifying screams echoed down the basement stairs until the heavy steel doors slammed shut, swallowing his treacherous existence into violent ruin.
The threat was entirely neutralized. The empire was secure.
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Back in the intensive care room, the chaotic, violent energy completely evaporated.
👉 Dante turned his attention back to Claire, preparing to finally meet the family he never knew he had.
