Chapter 8 - Nathan’s Panic Spreads Through Wall Street
Word of the federal raid on Sterling Jewelers raced through Boston’s financial district like wildfire before the opening bell.
Investors and venture capitalists who had backed Nathan’s aggressive expansion plans panicked, demanding immediate audits.
Board members held an emergency conference call, unanimously voting to strip Nathan of his executive powers effective immediately.
Nathan sat alone in his empty downtown office, staring at a blank computer screen while his phone buzzed incessantly with angry creditors.
The empire he had built on ambition, deceit, and manipulation was dissolving into ash in less than twenty-four hours.
He realized too late that Emma wasn't just reacting to his infidelity; she had systematically dismantled his entire livelihood.
He grabbed his car keys and drove recklessly toward Emma’s ancestral estate, desperate to beg for a settlement.
When he arrived at the wrought-iron gates, private security guards blocked his path with cold, unyielding expressions.
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“Mrs. Sterling is not receiving visitors, Mr. Sterling; turn your vehicle around immediately,” the head guard ordered over the intercom.
Nathan slammed his fists against his steering wheel, screaming curses into the empty afternoon air.
