Chapter 10 - THE FINAL CHECKMATEThree months later, the trial of the decade concluded with swift, unyielding finality. Stripped of his wealth, his corporate title, and his freedom, Roman Vale sat behind bulletproof glass in a federal courtroom, listening to the judge hand down a fifteen-year sentence without the possibility of parole for systemic fraud, embezzlement, and corporate conspiracy.

As the guards escorted him out of the courtroom in a standard orange jumpsuit, Roman caught a glimpse of movement in the back gallery.
Mara stood near the mahogany double doors, wearing a sharp, elegant ivory trench coat. She wasn't looking at him with anger, nor with hatred, nor even with sadness. She looked at him with complete, devastating indifference—the ultimate executioner of a man who had thought he owned the world.
In her arms, holding a small silver rattle, was their son, growing strong, safe, and completely removed from the shadow of a fallen empire.
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