Chapter 10 - The Boardroom Coup Unfolds
The final blow landed with the weight of an anvil, crushing whatever remained of Callum’s fragile, inflated ego.
He stared blankly at the formal documents placed on the table before him, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.
“You can’t do this to me... I have contracts! I have leverage!” Callum stammered, grabbing at thin air.
“You have a federal indictment waiting for you in the morning, along with tax evasion charges,” Julian replied flatly.
Margaret collapsed into her chair, her manicured hands covering her face as her social standing vanished into dust.
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The high-society elites who had fawned over the Ashfords all evening were now desperately avoiding eye contact.
Wealth in New York is a fragile thing, and nothing terrifies the elite more than a sudden, total federal audit.
