Chapter 5 - Alexander’s Panic-Stricken Entrance
The double doors banged open violently, slamming against the wood paneling as Alexander rushed into the office like a cornered beast.
His expensive Italian suit was slightly rumpled, and his slicked-back dark hair was disheveled from running up the final emergency stairs.
“Victoria! What in God’s name is the meaning of this board stunt?!” Alexander roared, marching straight toward my desk.
Camila shrank back against the wall, trembling violently as her powerful protector suddenly looked just as terrified as she felt.
“Good morning, Alexander,” I said calmly, folding my hands neatly across the leather blotter.
“The board didn’t stage a stunt; they simply exercised their legal right to grant me absolute operational authority over this company.”
Alexander stopped three feet from my desk, his chest heaving as he realized his secret corporate empire was slipping through his fingers.
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“You can’t just take over headquarters like a hostile invader! We had an agreement about keeping your role in the field!” he yelled.
“Our agreement ended the moment you decided to treat corporate assets like personal dating accessories for your executive secretary,” I replied coldly.
