Chapter 6 - THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF MERCER
The seventy-two hours of arrogant legal maneuvers the Mercer family had attempted dissolved into a pathetic, high-pitched wail of pure terror.
As the federal marshals closed in on the platform, the heavy metallic click of the steel restraints closing around Grant’s wrists was the most satisfying sound Claire had ever heard.
"You can't do this to me!" Grant screamed, his body shaking violently as he was forced down onto his knees on the polished floorboard.
"I am a Mercer, and you are nothing without my name!"
"The unedited video from the hospital hallway says otherwise, Grant," Claire said, stepping onto the platform and looking down at him with dead, unyielding eyes.
The massive projector screens behind the judge's podium instantly illuminated, displaying the high-definition footage of the assault.
The entire gallery watched in breathless, paralyzed horror as the recording played on a continuous loop, showing the exact moment Grant violently slapped his pregnant wife.
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They watched Jonathan Bennett step forward, his face a mask of cold fury, as he blocked Grant's attempt to strike her again.
"Grant Mercer, you are officially under arrest for corporate conspiracy, domestic assault, and criminal accessory to fraud," the lead marshal announced, locking the steel constraints around his wrists as his family’s empire permanently collapsed into the dust.
