Chapter 3 - Daria’s Cold Calculation Exposed
Daria’s manicured fingers paused inches from her wine glass, her sharp eyes narrowing as she processed her son’s unexpected resistance.
“Subsidiary audits are handled by the compliance committee, Samuel, not during an executive dinner with our primary investors,” she snapped.
“Compliance committees can sometimes overlook critical anomalies, especially when certain records are falsified,” Samuel countered evenly.
A murmur rippled through the gathered board members, unaccustomed to Samuel publicly questioning his mother’s ironclad administrative control.
“Are you questioning the integrity of our internal accounting procedures?” Daria asked, her voice dropping into a dangerous, chilling register.
“I’m questioning everything, Mother,” Samuel said, holding her gaze without blinking as the silence in the room stretched thin.
He tapped his index finger twice against the wooden table, signaling the precise moment for his private security team to move.
Outside the building, unmarked federal vehicles were already surrounding the perimeter, cutting off every potential escape route for the conspirators.
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Daria sensed the shifting atmosphere, her maternal facade slipping away to reveal the ruthless corporate strategist hiding underneath.
“You are playing a very dangerous game tonight, Samuel,” she whispered, leaning forward so only he could hear the threat.
