Chapter 10: Inherit the Wind
Chapter 10: Inherit the Wind
The confession sealed her fate.
Emily instinctively wrapped both arms around her belly, protecting the child who had survived a monster's greed. Michael stood by his wife's side, finally anchoring himself to the family he had chosen, utterly disgusted by the sister he thought he knew.
Detective Miller closed his notebook with a definitive snap. "Victoria Reynolds, you are under arrest for attempted aggravated assault and reckless endangerment of an unborn child."
Later that evening, as the flashing red and blue lights of the police cruisers illuminated the stone facade of the mansion, Victoria was led out in handcuffs. To leave the house, she had to walk down that very same grand staircase.
Emily stood at the top landing, looking down at her. She felt her baby move again—a strong, healthy kick against her palm.
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Victoria looked back one last time, searching the faces of her family for an ally, a savior, or a lawyer. But Charles turned his back to her, and Michael looked away. No one stopped the officers. No one said goodbye.
The security cameras had captured far more than a physical push; they had unmasked the true nature of the Reynolds family legacy. And as the police car drove away into the night, Emily knew that the future of the empire was finally safe.
