Chapter 9 - The Explosive Confrontation Inside The Wall Street Boardroom Suite
At eight o'clock the following morning, the executive boardroom on the forty-fifth floor of Sterling-Vance Holdings was in total chaos.
Board members shouted over one another as television screens broadcast live updates of federal agents raiding Arthur’s private offices.
Arthur sat at the head of the long conference table, his suit wrinkled, his eyes bloodshot, frantically typing on his laptop.
“If we transfer the secondary reserve fund to Zurich before nine o'clock, we can cover the liquidity deficit!” Arthur shouted desperate commands.
Suddenly, the heavy glass doors of the boardroom unlocked with a loud electronic chime, swinging open into the grand hallway.
In walked Eleanor Sterling, wearing a tailored navy wool suit, flanked by two senior prosecutors from the United States Attorney’s Office.
Samantha walked beside her mother, holding a sleek black tablet containing the complete master financial logs of Sterling-Vance.
The entire boardroom fell dead silent, the board members staring at Eleanor as if a ghost had walked straight out of the ocean.
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Arthur dropped his pen, his mouth opening in utter, speechless horror as his presumed-dead wife stepped up to the head of the table.
“The Zurich accounts have been frozen, Arthur,” Eleanor announced calmly, setting her leather briefcase down onto the glass table.
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