Chapter 13 - The Corporate Frame-Up
Ren stood frozen in the hallway, her blood turning to ice as the false accusation echoed through the open office suite.
“That’s a lie!” Ren shouted, stepping forward with her chin high. “That transfer was my performance bonus for the maritime tax discovery!”
Arthur Vance let out a cold, cruel laugh, tossing a stack of fake bank records onto her desk.
“Performance bonus?” Arthur scoffed. “You’ve been here three months, Miss Ashby.”
“Our security cameras tracked you downloading encrypted files from Mr. Cole’s private server at midnight last Thursday.”
“The board has voted to terminate your employment immediately, and federal charges are being filed by noon.”
Ren looked at the fake bank statements on her desk—someone had cleverly altered her account routing numbers to link to a New York brokerage firm.
It was an elaborate, ruthless frame-up designed to destroy her credibility and strip Damian of his board majority control.
Ren looked at Damian, her heart breaking as she waited for his reaction in front of the federal auditors.
Damian didn't yell, he didn't slam his fist, and he didn't look at Arthur Vance.
He slowly walked over to Ren’s desk, picked up the altered bank statements, and examined the digital footprint timestamp at the bottom.
His eyes narrowed as his sharp, analytical mind instantly recognized the specific server code used to generate the forgery.
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“You made a mistake, Arthur,” Damian said softly, his voice dangerously calm.
“A very stupid, amateur mistake.”
