Chapter 12 - A Secret Exposed In Chicago
Sunday morning arrived with bright, clear blue skies over Chicago as the private jet returned to Midway Airport.
Ren and Damian walked out of the terminal together, a quiet, profound intimacy now existing in every glance they shared.
They had spent thirty-six uninhibited hours together in Miami, discovering a fierce, electric passion that matched their intellectual bond.
However, when they stepped into the lobby of Cole Logistics on Monday morning, the atmosphere was thick with sudden tension.
Priya looked up from the front desk, her face pale, her eyes darting nervously toward the executive elevator bank.
“Mr. Cole,” Priya whispered, stepping around her desk. “Board Chairman Arthur Vance is in your office.”
“He brought two corporate auditors from the federal trade commission.”
Damian’s expression hardened instantly into cold steel, his hand lightly touching Ren’s lower back as they walked to the elevator.
When the doors opened on the twenty-second floor, three men in dark suits were going through Ren’s desk drawers.
Corporate files were scattered across the floor, and Arthur Vance stood in Damian’s office doorway holding a printed financial ledger.
“What is the meaning of this, Arthur?” Damian demanded, his voice ringing across the floor like a cracked whip.
Arthur Vance held up a printed document, his face dark with arrogant triumph.
“This is an official audit, Damian,” Arthur declared loudly so every nearby employee could hear.
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“We uncovered an unauthorized fifteen-thousand-dollar wire transfer from your private trust to this girl’s personal bank account.”
“We have reason to believe Miss Ashby is selling proprietary shipping algorithms to our corporate competitors in New York.”
