Chapter 13 - The Asset Seizure
Arthur looked up at Susan from the floor, his face twisted in desperate, pathetic weeping.
"Susan... please!" Arthur begged, his voice cracking with utter terror. "I did it for us! Look at the life I gave you! You can't let them put me in prison! I'll give you half of everything!"
Susan looked down at her husband of twenty-five years, her eyes completely devoid of warmth or pity.
"You don't have anything left to give, Arthur," Susan said softly, leaning down close to his ear. "An hour ago, the federal court granted an emergency freeze on all your bank accounts, properties, and corporate assets under the Victims' Restitution Act."
Arthur’s eyes dilated in complete horror. "What... what does that mean?"
"It means every house, every car, and every dollar you built using my body now belongs entirely to me," Susan whispered. "You're going to prison bankrupt, penniless, and completely alone."
The federal agents hoisted Arthur to his feet and dragged him down the center aisle of the ballroom.
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Flashbulbs popped continuously as the city's elite watched in awe while the great real estate tycoon was led out into the rain in handcuffs, his expensive tuxedo ruined and his name forever disgraced.
👉 How did the court rule in Susan's trial six months later?
