Chapter 13 - THE BOARDROOM COUP
The following morning, the top floor of Vance Global Tower was surrounded by private security officers wearing Thorne Defense badges.
Eleanor Vance sat at the head of the long mahogany conference table, her eyes red and sunken from three days of total financial ruin.
The heavy oak doors swung open, and Willow walked into the boardroom, flanked by four senior corporate attorneys and Gabriel Hayes.
She pulled out the leather executive chair at the opposite end of the table, sitting down with calm authority.
"What are you doing here, Willow?" Eleanor spat out, her voice raspy and bitter. "You came to gloat over our bones?"
"I came to collect my property, Eleanor," Willow replied smoothly, sliding a legal transfer deed across the glass table.
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"As of eight o'clock this morning, Thorne Industries acquired ninety-five percent of your company's foreclosure assets," Willow announced.
"This building, your family name, and your private estate in Greenwich now belong to me."
