Chapter 13 - THE WALL STREET BOARDROOM
At eleven forty-five AM, news of the impending corporate battle at Vance Global sent shockwaves through the financial districts of Wall Street. Live news helicopters hovered above Vance Tower as hundreds of reporters gathered around the brass revolving doors below.
Inside the fiftieth-floor boardroom, Sterling Vance sat at the head of the long mahogany table, surrounded by twelve anxious board members. Victor sat to his right, nervously adjusting his silk tie as he watched the clock tick toward noon.
"Where is he?" Sterling demanded, his voice thick with cold impatience. "Lucas knows the meeting starts at twelve sharp."
"He's probably hiding in Greenwich, Father," Victor suggested eagerly. "He knows he doesn't have the proxy votes to stop us from removing him from the executive board."
At exactly twelve o'clock, the heavy double oak doors of the boardroom burst open. Lucas walked into the room wearing a sharp charcoal suit, his presence instantly commanding the attention of every executive in attendance.
Behind him walked Detective Reed and two federal officers from the Securities and Exchange Commission holding sealed yellow envelopes.
May you like
"Sorry I'm late, gentlemen," Lucas announced smoothly, pulling out the leather chair at the opposite end of the table. "I was busy saving my son's life."
Sterling glared at his son with icy contempt, slamming his hand onto the table. "You have no standing in this room, Lucas! As of ten minutes ago, the board voted to strip you of your executive title!"
