Chapter 17 - A Stormy Midnight Confrontation Inside The Penthouse Boardroom
High above the glittering city lights, Arthur Sterling paced furiously across the plush carpet of his penthouse boardroom.
His corporate lawyers and PR crisis managers sat in tense silence around the glass conference table.
“How did those documents leak to the federal prosecutor’s office within one hour?” Arthur roared at his legal team.
“We traced the injunction back to Clara Delacroix and young Julian Vance,” his chief counsel replied nervously.
“Cut their funding, cancel their credit lines, and have building security block every entrance to Lincoln Center,” Arthur ordered.
“It’s too late, sir; they’re already inside the backstage artist compound with television cameras,” a PR manager whispered.
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Arthur’s face turned pale as he stared at the live broadcast playing on the wall-mounted flat-screen television.
There, standing side by side on the grand Lincoln Center stage, were Clara and Julian facing the gala crowd.
