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Chapter 18 - The Final Confrontation

Before Sterling could turn back to his car, the driveway gates swung open. Ethan walked out flanked by two federal marshals who were not there to evict him, but to serve Sterling with a federal indictment.

"It's over, Sterling," Ethan said, stopping a few feet away from the corporate strategist. "The charter is void. The board is finished. Newport belongs to the people, not the dynasty."

Sterling glared at Ethan, his corporate composure completely shattered, revealing the desperate, bitter man underneath. "You think you won, boy? You think a few protests and newspaper articles erase two hundred years of systemic control? The system runs deeper than this estate. Someone else will take our place."

"Let them try," Ethan replied steadily. "We'll be waiting."

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The marshals stepped forward, placing handcuffs on Sterling and escorting him toward a federal transport van. As the vehicle drove away, the crowd erupted into cheers that echoed across the Newport coastline.

Ethan turned back toward Crystal House. The grand estate no longer felt like a prison or a gilded cage. For the first time, it felt like home.

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