Chapter 4 - The House of Cards CollapsesThe color drained entirely from Marcus’s face. He stumbled backward, colliding with the buffet table and sending crystal glasses crashing to the floor. "V-Vance Global? No... that's impossible. The Vance family disappeared from this city decades ago!"
"We didn't disappear, Marcus," Victoria said, stopping just inches from him. Her gaze was filled with absolute disgust. "We watched. We waited. And we mapped out every single illegal maneuver your pathetic family made to climb to the top."
She turned back to the crowd of terrified relatives, who were now desperately looking for a way off the estate. But the tactical guards had already sealed every exit.
"For months," Victoria continued, pacing slowly in front of the paralyzed guests, "you treated Maya like a domestic servant. You humiliated her, starved her emotionally, and today, your matriarch tried to murder her and her unborn child in cold blood. Every word, every insult, every threat has been recorded. Not just by the cameras you didn't notice around this patio, but by my team."
Elena gripped the edge of a stone pillar, her knuckles turning white. Her empire—built on decades of intimidation, fraud, and ruthless ambition—was crumbling in a matter of minutes. "You can't do this! We are the Sterlings! The police are in our pocket!"
"The local police, maybe," a cool voice chimed in from behind Victoria.
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A sleek black SUV rolled through the gates, and out stepped federal agents alongside high-ranking corporate investigators. They carried thick folders filled with arrest warrants and financial audit trails.
"Federal securities fraud, tax evasion, conspiracy, and attempted murder," the lead federal agent announced loudly, flashing a badge directly at Marcus and Elena. "Your assets are frozen, effective immediately."
