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Chapter 34: The Fall of the Matriarch
Author: Bella Grace
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The heavy steel door creaked open, and Martha sat up immediately from the bench where she had been brooding for hours.

A tall man in a neat suit stepped in, his briefcase dangling by his side, his face carrying the calm firmness of a professional. It was her lawyer, Mr. Stanley Reid.

“Martha,” he said softly, walking closer. “I’m sorry I couldn’t make it yesterday when they called me. I was caught up in another hearing.”

Martha folded her arms, her expression sharp. “You took your time,” she said bitterly.

Stanley dropped the briefcase on the table and sat opposite her. “I came as soon as I could. Tell me what happened. Why were you arrested?”

Her lips tightened. “They are accusing me of attempted murder. Can you imagine?” She waved her hand dismissively. “All because of that foolish lawyer that should never have been found in the first place.”

Stanley leaned forward, his tone more cautious. “Martha, I need you to be very clear with me. Did you, in any way, order those men to kill th
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