Chapter 7 - The Federal Sweep and the Ultimate Reversal

Panic erupted across the ballroom like wildfire. Several high-profile investors bolted for the exits, terrified of being tainted by association with a disgraced, criminal employee, while others rushed toward their phones to document the historic corporate execution unfolding before their eyes. Within minutes, the heavy glass doors at the front of the hotel smashed open not with violence, but with the unmistakable authority of federal marshals and local law enforcement officers. Leading the unit was a senior federal investigator who walked directly past the stunned guests and stopped right in front of Gregory, pulling out a pair of gleaming steel handcuffs. ""Gregory Dalton?"" the officer announced loudly, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceiling. ""You are under arrest for corporate wire fraud, embezzlement, securities manipulation, and interstate financial conspiracy. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."" Gregory let out a pathetic, strangled sound, dropping to his knees as the cold steel cuffs snapped around his wrists with brutal finality. ""No! Please! There's been a mistake! My wife—she set me up! Look at her, she's lying!"" he wailed, thrashing against the officers as they hauled him up from the polished marble floor. Meline didn't flinch. She watched without a single ounce of sympathy as the man who had abandoned her in the freezing rain was dragged away in disgrace, his Italian suit wrinkled, his ego shattered into a million irreparable pieces. Julian stepped forward, wrapping a warm, protective arm around his sister's shoulders and pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. ""You handled that with absolute grace, little sister,"" Julian murmured warmly. ""Now, shall we go check on the gallery? Or perhaps we should look into acquiring that hotel chain you've been eyeing for your next exhibition space?"" Meline smiled, a genuine, radiant expression that banished every shadow of the past five years. ""Let's buy the hotel, Julian,"" she replied softly. ""I think we deserve a much better view.""