Chapter 11
Two weeks after the eviction, Julian attempted to secure an entry-level position at a regional corporate firm downtown. He wore his only remaining suit, his hair neatly combed as he sat nervously across from the hiring manager.
The manager glanced over Julian's resume before sliding it back across the mahogany desk with a polite smile. "Your qualifications look impressive on paper, Mr. Vance, but our corporate compliance department flagged your background," he said.
Julian swallowed hard, a cold sweat breaking out across his forehead as he sensed the inevitable rejection coming. "What do you mean flagged? My corporate record is entirely clean of any criminal activity or financial fraud," Julian protested.
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"Your mother's corporate holding group issued a universal industry advisory regarding your fiduciary unreliability," the manager stated. Julian stood up abruptly, his face burning with absolute humiliation as he realized the depth of his mother's reach.
He was blacklisted from every respectable corporation in America, courtesy of the empire he thought he would inherit. He walked out of the towering glass skyscraper into the freezing rain, realizing he was entirely unemployable.
