Chapter 10 - THE CONFRONTATION ON WALL STREET
On Monday morning, the glass doors of Cole Enterprises swung open as Julian Sterling entered the lobby flanked by four armed guards.
Employees scattered out of the way as the billionaire strode directly toward the executive express elevator.
On the top floor, Marcus Cole was celebrating with Victoria over champagne in a penthouse office overlooking the East River.
"To the destruction of Sterling Financial," Marcus toasted, clinking his glass against Victoria’s.
The double frosted-glass doors burst open, and Julian walked into the office with absolute authority.
Victoria gasped, dropping her champagne flute onto the carpet where it shattered into dozens of sparkling fragments.
"You're trespassing, Sterling," Marcus growled, standing up from his leather executive chair.
"I came to deliver a message in person, Marcus," Julian said calmly, stopping at the edge of the massive marble desk.
He reached into his suit jacket, pulling out a sealed brown envelope stamped with the official seal of the US Department of Justice.
"Federal agents are executing a search warrant on your server farm in New Jersey right now," Julian announced smoothly.
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Marcus’s face turned gray as his computer monitors suddenly flashed red with emergency alert notifications.
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