Chapter 13 - THE LEGAL WAR ROOM
The penthouse conference room was a sprawling glass-walled sanctuary overlooking the glittering skyline of Chicago at night.
Three senior corporate attorneys in tailored charcoal suits stood up as Mariana walked through the glass doors.
"Good evening, Ms. Vance. We have executed every clause of the emergency shareholder restructuring agreement," lead attorney Arthur Vance reported.
Mariana walked to the head of the obsidian table, sitting down with effortless elegance and grace.
"Did Richard or his mother attempt to override the injunctions through local circuit courts?" Mariana asked coolly.
"They tried, but federal jurisdiction preempts local interference. Their assets are completely frozen as of midnight," Arthur confirmed.
He slid a thick leather-bound dossier across the glass table, displaying the certified corporate ownership papers.
Mariana opened the folder, running her manicured finger down the signature line where her name sat alone.
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"File the criminal indictment for domestic assault and financial intimidation first thing in the morning," Mariana instructed.
"The federal marshals will serve the papers at dawn," the attorney replied with a respectful nod.
