Chapter 9 - The Billionaire Family Turns Away
The Whitmore family board of directors convened an emergency meeting in the executive suite overlooking downtown Boston.
Ethan sat at the head of the long oak table, facing five aging uncles and aunts who controlled sixty percent of the voting shares.
“You’ve brought public humiliation down upon the family name over a domestic employee,” Aunt Beatrice stated with aristocratic coldness.
“Vanessa tried to assault a staff member in our home, and I terminated an ill-advised engagement,” Ethan replied firmly.
“We don't care about the girl! We care about the stock price, which dropped four points before the opening bell this morning!” Uncle Richard roared.
“If you don't issue a public apology and distance yourself from this housekeeper, the board will vote to strip your executive powers,” Beatrice warned.
Ethan stood up from his chair, placing both hands flat on the mahogany table while leaning forward with controlled fury.
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“My grandfather founded this company on integrity, not boardroom extortion,” Ethan said, his voice echoing off the high plaster walls.
“If you want to fire me for doing the right thing, go ahead and try; but you’ll do it without my shares.”
