Chapter 18 - Desperate Investors Instantly Abandon The Ruined Holloway Company
The ballroom erupted into chaos as banking executives stood up simultaneously, shouting demands for immediate asset recovery.
“Holloway is finished! I want my institutional capital returned to my bank by tomorrow morning!” a senior Miami banker roared.
“We’ve been swindled by a glorified kitchen servant playing corporate executive!” another investor shouted angrily.
Cameras flashed frantically as reporters live-streamed the dramatic collapse of South Florida’s most prominent real estate firm.
Grant was tossed roughly through the front glass doors of the museum, landing hard on the concrete steps outside.
Rain began to pour heavily from the tropical sky, soaking his custom black tuxedo and ruining his polished Italian shoes.
He sat alone in the downpour, watching through the glass doors as his entire professional life disintegrated into ash.
Inside the ballroom, Seraphina stepped away from the podium, her mission accomplished with surgical precision.
She walked toward the private elevator, escorted by her legal team and corporate security directors.
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The multi-billion-dollar empire belonged entirely to her, and the parasites clinging to its edges had been permanently purged.
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