Chapter 7 - The Hostile Takeover
The fallout was immediate. The board of directors at Sterling Enterprises called an emergency meeting the very next day. Julian and Eleanor desperately tried to lobby board members, promising kickbacks and favors, refusing to step down without a fight.
But when the boardroom doors swung open, it wasn't just the board members who walked in.
Arthur entered, flanked by his legal team, with Clara by his side.
"You have no right to be here," Julian snarled, though his voice trembled.
"Actually, I do," Arthur said calmly, tossing a thick legal document onto the mahogany table. "As the sole legitimate blood heir to Richard Sterling, the terms of the trust dictate that controlling interest reverts to me immediately upon proof of fraud. You are trespassing in my building, Julian."
The board chairman, an old friend of Richard’s, nodded in agreement. "Security is on its way up, Julian. Eleanor. You are to vacate the premises immediately. Your assets have been frozen pending a criminal investigation into corporate fraud and embezzlement."
Eleanor lunged across the table, her claws aimed at Clara’s face. "You ruined us! You filthy, worthless—"
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Arthur caught Eleanor’s wrist mid-air, twisting it just enough to make her gasp in pain, pushing her back into her chair.
"She didn't ruin you," Arthur said, his voice like ice. "Your own arrogance did. You're done, Eleanor. Get out."
