Chapter 18 - The Master Trap
The massive digital screen at the front of the boardroom lit up, displaying a complex network routing map with red access logs.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Arthur demanded, his face turning pale as he looked at the scrolling lines of code.
"Three months ago, Mr. Harold Grant knew that certain board members would attempt to frame me after his death," Ethan revealed.
"So he installed an advanced military-grade tracking software inside our primary banking server network."
The screen zoomed in on a specific IP address registered to a luxury private villa in the Hamptons.
"This IP address belongs to your personal estate, Arthur," Ethan explained, his voice ringing out with absolute, undeniable authority.
"At 2:15 AM yesterday morning, your private laptop accessed the pension server, transferred twelve million dollars to Nassau, and forged my digital signature."
"Furthermore, we have recorded audio files from your private club meeting in Wall Street detailing your plot to ruin this firm."
Audio played loudly through the boardroom speakers, capturing Arthur’s distinct voice clearly:
“Once the old man passes away, we frame the janitor for embezzlement and take back full control of the voting shares!”
Gasps of horror echoed throughout the boardroom as directors turned to glare at Arthur with complete disgust and shock.
Arthur dropped his papers, his knees shaking violently as he backed away toward the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.
"No... this is a setup! It's a digital fake!" Arthur screamed frantically, looking around for support that was no longer there.
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The two federal officers stepped past Ethan, walking straight up to Arthur Pendelton and clicking heavy steel handcuffs around his wrists.
"Arthur Pendelton, you are under arrest for corporate fraud, obstruction of justice, and wire manipulation," the lead officer declared.
