Chapter 9 - The Boardroom Surprise
At 10:00 AM, Connor arrived at the glass-tower headquarters of Vance Defense Solutions in downtown Washington D.C.
As Vice President of Operations, Connor was scheduled to lead a quarterly briefing with the board of directors.
When he entered the executive conference room, he was surprised to see his uncle, Arthur Vance, sitting at the head of the table.
Arthur Vance was a powerful sixty-two-year-old attorney with silver hair and an unyielding legal reputation.
"Connor, sit down," Arthur instructed gently, sliding a manila legal folder across the polished mahogany table.
"Your mother called me three times last night from the Ritz-Carlton, demanding I strip your executive trust fund."
Connor sat down, adjusting his light blue dress shirt cuffs, his jaw set firm. "Did she tell you why I threw her out, Uncle Arthur?"
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Arthur leaned back in his leather chair, a slow, somber smile touching his lips.
"She told me you went insane over a spilled birthday cake," Arthur replied softly. "But I already reviewed the hospital toxicology report you filed."
