"Dad... Lock Every Exit." Minutes Laters, Every Billionaire in the Ballroom Was Trapped
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Chapter 3 / 4
Chapter 4: Justice Without Escape
Federal investigators entered behind Richard.
Search warrants.
Arrest warrants.
Financial crime investigators.
Forensic accountants.
The ballroom transformed into a command center.
One by one...
Names that dominated newspapers and business magazines were called aloud.
Each person was escorted away in handcuffs.
Some begged.
Some cried.
Others attempted to negotiate.
None succeeded.
The attacker dropped to his knees.
"It was a mistake."
"I lost my temper."
"I'll apologize."
I looked at him for several quiet seconds.
Then answered softly.
"You weren't sorry when you thought I was powerless."
"You became sorry the moment you realized there would be consequences."
He lowered his head.
May you like
For the first time in his life...
Money could buy nothing.
