Chapter 7 - Justice Served
Security escorted Blake out of the boardroom within ten minutes.
His frantic screams, desperate threats, and pathetic pleas echoed down the glass-walled corridor long after the heavy oak doors had clicked shut behind him. He tried to cling to the doorframe, tried to appeal to the other executives who had spent years flattering him, but not a single person lifted a finger to help. In the corporate world, loyalty is currency, and bankruptcy is a contagious disease.
When the doors closed again, the silence in the boardroom was absolute.
I stood at the head of the table, looking down at the signed transfer documents bearing Arthur Sterling’s signature. The golden empire had changed hands, not through inheritance or bloodlines, but through sheer resilience, hard work, and unyielding determination.
Arthur looked up at me, his eyes watery and defeated. "Ethan... is there nothing left for family?"
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"Family," I said quietly, gathering the yellow folder and slipping it back inside my coat, "is something you build with love, protection, and respect. Not with conditions, ultimatums, and broken glass."
I turned away from him without waiting for a reply, walking out of the boardroom and down the private corridor toward the elevator.
