Chapter 12
The sunrise over Manhattan painted the sky in brilliant hues of gold and rose as Beatrice stood on the terrace.
She wore a soft silk robe provided by Dante’s housekeeper, sipping a hot cup of black coffee.
The city below was beginning to wake up, entirely unaware of the corporate empire that had crumbled overnight.
Dante walked out onto the terrace, dressed in a sharp black suit, looking completely refreshed despite not having slept.
“The board of directors at Wilkes & Hart has called an emergency meeting for nine AM,” Dante informed her.
“Are you ready to claim your seat?”
Beatrice took a slow sip of her coffee, looking out over the skyline.
“I’m going to restructure the entire executive team,” she said, her voice brimming with quiet confidence.
“Starting with firing every clerk who laughed in the lobby last night.”
Dante chuckled, a rich, warm sound that sent shivers down her spine.
“I expect nothing less from my queen.”
“Stop calling me that,” she said with a small smile, though she didn't really want him to stop.
“Why? You handled Julian Hart better than most mob bosses I know,” Dante teased gently.
“I used logic and data, Dante. Not muscle.”
“Data is the most lethal weapon in the modern world, Beatrice. And you wield it masterfully.”
Maggie walked out onto the terrace, rubbing her eyes and wrapping her robe tightly around herself.
“Bea? What is going on?” Maggie asked, looking between her sister and the legendary Dante Moretti.
“I saw the news on my phone… Charles Wilkes was arrested an hour ago?”
Beatrice walked over and wrapped her sister in a tight, fierce hug.
“It’s over, Maggie. We’re safe now.”
“Safe? Bea, you’re on the cover of the New York Post!” Maggie exclaimed, holding up her phone screen.
Beatrice looked at the digital headline blazing across the screen:
THE AUDITOR WHO TOOK DOWN WILKES & HART: DANTE MORETTI’S NEW SECRET WEAPON.
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There was a photo of them leaving the Halcyon Crown, Dante holding her hand while shielding her from reporters.
“It seems the narrative is already set,” Dante noted with an amused glint in his eye.
