Chapter 13 - The Envelope That Changes Everything About Whitmore Infrastructure
Before Sterling could launch into his prepared defense, the heavy double doors of the boardroom swung wide open.
Marissa Keane walked into the room, wearing her neat gray coat, holding a thick manila envelope against her chest.
“Who allowed an unauthorized civilian into the executive suite?” one of the board members demanded, standing up.
“She is not a civilian; she is the rightful owner of Ethan Keane’s estate and patent holdings,” Adrian stated clearly.
Adrian stood beside Marissa, placing a supportive hand on her shoulder as she approached the head of the table.
She reached inside the envelope, pulling out the original signed patents and the hidden wire transfer receipts.
“Richard Sterling forged my husband’s signature on the day of his funeral to steal his multi-million dollar designs,” Marissa declared.
She laid the documents flat across the mahogany wood, right in front of the horrified senior board members.
Sterling’s face turned an ugly shade of gray as he realized the physical evidence had slipped completely from his control.
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“It’s all lies, manufactured by a disgruntled former housekeeper looking for a payday!” Sterling shouted desperately.
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