Chapter 7 - The Cornered Heiress
Realizing there was no way out through the front entrance, Vanessa kicked off her high-heeled shoes and bolted frantically toward the private service door behind the stage.
"Get out of my way!" she screamed at the kitchen staff standing near the door, shoving past silver serving trays and flower stands.
Before her hand could touch the brass door handle, Clara Bennett moved with incredible speed, intercepting her at the threshold. With a swift, professional arm restraint, Clara pinned Vanessa against the wooden frame, securing her wrists behind her back before she could take another step.
The sharp, metallic click of the handcuffs locking around Vanessa's wrists echoed with absolute finality.
"Let go of me! This dress costs fifty thousand dollars!" Vanessa wept, thrashing against the restraint as the female agents took custody of her arms.
"Your dress won't be necessary where you're going, Miss Vale," Clara said calmly, stepping back and straightening her black server apron.
As the agents marched Vanessa down the central aisle toward the flashing lights outside, the entire ballroom erupted into applause. The wealthy heiress who had spent years stepping on the less fortunate was now being hauled away in front of the very society she had tried to dominate.
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Mrs. Gable stood up slowly from her chair, her eyes filled with tears of profound relief.
👉 Read Part 8 to see what was recovered inside the sealed metal evidence box.
