Chapter 11 - The Cruel Stepfather Behind The Exile
Arthur Vance strode into the executive boardroom of Vance Global like a conquering general entering a defeated city.
He slammed a leather portfolio onto the glass conference table, glaring at Jonathan who sat calmly at the opposite end.
“Have you completely lost your mind, Jonathan? Canceling the wedding of the year over a senile vagrant?” Arthur shouted angrily.
Jonathan didn't flinch, opening his own folder containing the forged adoption records and stolen company patents.
“Sit down, Arthur... we need to discuss your criminal history before I hand these files over to the federal prosecutor,” Jonathan said.
Arthur scoffed, adjusting his expensive silk tie with a dismissive wave of his manicured hand.
“You think a few forged papers from thirty years ago can touch a man with my political connections and federal judges?” Arthur sneered.
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“Federal judges won't save you when the SEC investigates how you liquidated Clara Moreton’s pharmaceutical patents in 1999,” Jonathan countered smoothly.
Arthur’s face suddenly turned the color of ash, his arrogant posture collapsing as the reality of his exposure set in.
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