Chapter 9
Not a single hand was raised in the boardroom as the vote to strip Arthur of his title passed unanimously.
Meanwhile, Arthur was sitting inside a booth at a diner near Wall Street, nursing a cold cup of black coffee.
Sitting across from him was Richard Sterling, a ruthless corporate litigation attorney known for high-profile divorces.
"She has locked us out completely, Richard," Arthur said, his hands shaking as he held his coffee cup.
"She took the house, frozen the trusts, and turned the entire board against me in less than twenty-four hours."
Richard took a slow sip of his espresso, leaning back against the vinyl booth with a sinister smile.
"Evelyn is smart, Arthur, but she made one critical mistake," Richard analyzed smoothly.
"She relied on the power-of-attorney documents your late wife signed before her passing in 2018."
Arthur's eyes widened slightly as he leaned across the table. "What are you suggesting?"
"I'm suggesting we challenge the validity of your wife's signature on those trust transfer documents," Richard explained softly.
"If we can prove the signature was forged or obtained under psychological duress, the entire corporate transfer is void."
"That would give you full control of fifty-one percent of Vella Global's voting shares overnight."
Arthur felt a sudden surge of dark hope wash over his chest, replacing the despair that had gripped him all morning.
"Can we actually prove she forged it?" Arthur asked in an eager whisper.
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Richard smiled coldly, pulling a fountain pen from his breast pocket.
"We don't need to prove she forged it, Arthur," Richard whispered. "We just need a witness who will testify she did."
