Chapter 11
By noon, six senior executives had handed in their written resignations and fled the building through the basement parking garage.
The stock market reacted with overwhelming enthusiasm to Clara's swift, decisive purge of the corrupt corporate board.
Sterling Enterprises stock rallied by twelve percent before the closing bell, adding billions to Clara's personal net worth.
She sat in her new corner office, looking out over the Hudson River while holding a cup of herbal tea.
Her phone buzzed on the desk, displaying a private message from Detective Miller regarding the ongoing criminal investigation.
"Victoria's accomplices in the financial department have started talking. The paper trail leads directly to an offshore account in the Caymans," the message read.
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Clara smiled faintly, taking a slow sip of her tea as she absorbed the news.
Every single piece of her long-term strategy was falling into place with terrifying, mathematical precision.
