Chapter 9 - VICTORIA’S DESPERATE GAMBIT
The chief legal counsel, Marcus Sterling, nervously opened the leather folder, scanning the embossed federal seals and signatures.
"Good God..." Marcus muttered, adjusting his glasses as his face turned sheet-white. "The transfer is entirely legal and absolute."
Victoria snatched the document out of the lawyer's hands, scanning the pages before ripping them to shreds in a blind fury.
"This is forged! It's all a pack of lies!" Victoria screamed, throwing the shredded paper across the boardroom floor.
"Your tantrums won't save you this time, Victoria," Arthur stated calmly, leaning on his silver-handled cane. "Federal marshals, escort her out."
The two armed marshals stepped forward, gripping Victoria firmly by her arms as she began to scream obscenities.
"You will regret this! I will destroy this company before I let a street rat take my throne!" Victoria shrieked as she was hauled away.
The heavy boardroom doors slammed shut behind her, leaving a stunned silence hanging heavily over the remaining executives.
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Arthur turned to Chloe, offering a proud, gentle smile that warmed the cold, corporate atmosphere.
"Take your seat at the head of the table, Madam Chairperson," Arthur invited formally.
