Chapter 8 - The Public Arrest
Margaret screamed and cried hysterically as she was completely stripped of her fake wealth, her arrogant pride, and her freedom.
"Get your filthy hands off me!" Margaret shrieked, her elegant yellow gown tangling around her legs as she desperately tried to fight the federal agents. "I am a CEO! I will sue all of you! You can't do this to me!"
The federal agents didn't care about her money or her pathetic threats. They forcefully dragged the weeping, humiliated woman backward across the white marble floor, completely exposing her to the vicious, mocking glares of the elite corporate donors she had just lied to.
Vincent sobbed pathetically as he was dragged right behind her, his expensive dark blue suit completely ruined.
They were forcefully dragged out of the luxury ballroom and shoved into the back of freezing police cruisers, their high-society lives permanently erased in a single evening.
The chaotic, toxic energy was entirely dragged out of the room, plunging the grand ballroom back into a profound, heavy peace.
The wealthy guests watched in absolute, stunned silence as Dominic turned his full attention back to the brave little girl standing beside the mahogany table.
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Dominic completely ignored the multi-million-dollar legal documents. He dropped to his knees, his eyes welling with profound, overwhelming tears.
👉 Dominic reached out his arms, entirely ready to finally bring his family home.
