Chapter 4 - The Federal Raid
The news of the arrests hit the local media by noon.
FBI agents raided my father’s corporate headquarters, carrying out dozens of boxes filled with damning financial records.
The pension fund he had been draining belonged to hundreds of hard-working employees, and the federal prosecutors were out for blood.
At the exact same time, federal marshals arrived at Clara’s beachfront condo.
Because the property was purchased using stolen trust funds, it was immediately seized as evidence.
Clara, still pregnant and completely hysterical, was forced to pack a single suitcase and vacate the premises.
Her wealthy fiancé, realizing that he was marrying into a penniless, criminal family, packed his bags and left her on the spot.
I watched the news coverage from my hospital room, holding a tiny, fragile Maya against my chest for the first time.
Skin-to-skin contact was finally allowed, and her steady heartbeat against mine was the only victory I cared about.
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Everything my family had built was a lie, and now, the entire world knew it.
They had pushed me into the deep end, but they were the ones drowning.
