Chapter 7 - Facing the Consequences
Judge Evelyn Vance did not take long to deliver her ruling.
She adjusted her glasses, stacked the case files neatly in front of her, and looked down at Amber and her attorney with utter disdain.
“In my twenty-two years on the bench,” Judge Vance began, her voice echoing like thunder through the silent courtroom, “I have rarely witnessed a case of such appalling entitlement, bad faith, and predatory deception.”
She turned her gaze onto Arthur Sterling. “Mr. Sterling, you filed a ninety-two-thousand-dollar lawsuit without conducting even a rudimentary review of your client’s financial records, lease history, or unauthorized commercial activities. I am issuing an immediate order for Rule 11 sanctions against you personally for filing a frivolous and bad-faith lawsuit. You will pay ten thousand dollars directly to the court.”
Sterling slumped into his chair, his face grey.
Judge Vance then looked directly at Amber.
“As for you, Ms. Miller,” the judge stated sternly. “Your lawsuit against your brother is dismissed with prejudice. Furthermore, on the defendant’s counter-claims, I find you guilty of fraud regarding the unauthorized property management filings, as well as intentional interference with business relations.”
The judge slammed her gavel down.
“I order an immediate writ of possession for 142 Elm Street in favor of Cole Miller. You have seventy-two hours to vacate the premises. You are hereby ordered to pay fifty-four thousand dollars in damages to Cole Miller for legal fees, property damages, and lost business revenue. In addition, I am referring your unauthorized daycare operation and state tax evasion to the District Attorney’s office for criminal review.”
BANG.
“Court is adjourned.”
Amber collapsed onto the defense table, sobbing hysterically as the reality of her total destruction crashed down upon her.
In the gallery, Aunt Mel stood up, walked slowly over to Cole, and placed a shaking hand on his arm.
“Cole...” Aunt Mel whispered, tears shining in her eyes. “I... we didn't know. She lied to all of us for years. We thought you were being cruel to her. God, Cole... I’m so, so sorry.”
Cole looked at his aunt. He didn't feel rage anymore. He just felt a deep, cleansing peace.
“It’s okay, Aunt Mel,” Cole said softly. “The truth is out now. That’s all that matters.”
Outside the courtroom steps, Marcus Vance walked up to Cole. The two men stood opposite each other in the crisp afternoon air.
“Thank you, Marcus,” Cole said, extending his hand. “You saved my business and my reputation.”
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Marcus took Cole’s hand, gripping it firmly. “You kept my son safe for three years, Cole. We’re even. Now... I just hope I can be the father Hunter deserves.”
“He needs you, Marcus,” Cole said warmly. “He really does.”
