Chapter 8 - Lucas Confronts The Corporate Traitors At Headquarters
Back at Sterling Global headquarters in downtown Manhattan, morning trading bells rang across the bustling floor.
Marcus Sterling sat in the executive corner office, sipping espresso while reviewing the morning acquisition portfolio.
The heavy oak double doors burst open with a resounding crash that rattled the glass walls of the office.
Lucas strode into the room like a storm, his eyes burning with absolute rage as he locked onto his vice president.
Marcus didn't flinch; instead, he offered a calm, arrogant smirk, setting his coffee cup down on the glass desk.
“Morning, Lucas. Rumor has it you missed a rather significant family emergency last night,” Marcus mocked smoothly.
Lucas lunged forward across the desk, grabbing Marcus by the lapels of his expensive Italian suit.
“You locked the ballroom doors, jammed the cellular towers, and kept me from my wife while she lost our child,” Lucas roared.
Marcus struggled against his iron grip, trying to maintain his arrogant facade despite the terrifying display of wrath.
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“You have zero proof, Lucas; the board voted unanimously to secure the building for emergency security protocol,” Marcus gasped.
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