Chapter 5 - Facing The Boardroom Vipers Alone
Back at Sterling & Vance Global headquarters, Ivan returned to work dressed in a custom-tailored charcoal suit that cost more than his previous car. He walked through the executive wing with measured, military precision, carrying a sleek leather portfolio instead of a mop and bucket.
Senior Vice President Marcus Vance stepped out of the glass-walled conference room, blocking Ivan’s path with a condescending smirk. “Well, look who finally decided to upgrade his janitorial uniform,” Marcus sneered, adjusting his expensive silk tie. “Did the cleaning supplies get a promotion?”
Ivan did not flinch, maintaining the cold, unreadable expression instilled in him during his years in military intelligence. “Mrs. Sterling is expecting me in the boardroom, Mr. Vance,” Ivan said smoothly, his voice carrying an icy authority that made Marcus pause.
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Marcus narrowed his eyes, sensing an unfamiliar shift in the office hierarchy that he couldn't quite comprehend. “Watch your step, kid,” Marcus warned, jabbing a finger into Ivan’s chest. “People who fly too high in this building usually crash straight into the pavement.”
Ivan stepped past him without another word, his stride unbroken as he entered the massive conference room. At the head of the long glass table sat Jessi Sterling, looking like an absolute empress reigning over a den of wolves.
