Chapter 12 - Holding a tense midnight legal briefing with top tier corporate attorneys inside the boardroom while storm clouds gather ominously over the dark lake waters outside.
By midnight, the storm clouds that had gathered over the Atlantic rolled inland, casting heavy sheets of rain against the mansion glass.
Inside the high-security corporate boardroom on the third floor, senior legal partners sat around the polished conference table.
Stacks of trust documents, stock transfer certificates, and federal estate petitions littered the glass surface before them.
"The biological verification will be finalized by sunrise, Mrs. Sterling, but the preliminary markers are one hundred percent," lead attorney Vance reported.
"And Julian's emergency injunction?" Eleanor asked, tapping her silver fountain pen rhythmically against the wooden table.
"Dismissed on grounds of material fraud and corporate sabotage; his voting shares are legally frozen effective immediately," Vance confirmed.
Julian sat at the far end of the table, refused a seat among the active partners, looking like a caged animal awaiting execution.
"You can't do this! I built this company while Ethan was rotting away in obscurity!" Julian shouted, slamming his palms on the table.
"You inherited a empire and turned it into a criminal enterprise, Julian," Eleanor corrected him without even glancing in his direction.
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Lightning flashed across the dark lake outside, illuminating the grand estate in a brilliant, terrifying white glare.
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