Chapter 5 - THE CORPORATE RETRIBUTION
The seventy-two hours of arrogant legal maneuvers the defense team had prepared dissolved into a pathetic, high-pitched wail of pure terror.
As the federal marshals entered the courtroom, the heavy metallic click of the steel restraints closing around Marcus’s wrists was absolute.
"Monica, do something!" he screamed, his face turning an pasty shade of wet ash as he was forced down onto his knees on the floor.
"Call the investment board! Call the bank! You cannot let these people freeze our corporate assets!"
Monica fell against the defense table, her hands clutching her designer purse as she wept frantic, streaming tears of complete desolation.
"Ethan, please!" she sobbed, looking up at me with a desperate, pleading expression that held zero remaining dignity.
"We were married for twelve years! You cannot let them take our home and destroy our family's public reputation!"
"You didn't think of our family when you signed the medical waivers to have our daughter's life support disconnected, Monica," I said.
"You managed your greed, and when you couldn't get my signature, you tried to erase our daughter's existence to cover your debts."
"Now, the ledger is clean."
"And your place is behind a set of steel bars for the next twenty-five years."
The district attorney moved with a swift, mathematical precision that left no room for high-society influence or political corporate bribes.
By Thursday afternoon, the state supreme court officially executed an emergency liquidation of all corporate operations tied to the estate.
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Their personal assets were frozen, and their luxury estate was liquidated to pay the massive restitution fines to the families whose pensions they had exploited.
Their family name was permanently erased from the prestigious registries, leaving the conspirators to face their sentence in a federal maximum-security facility.
