Chapter 8 - The Takedown
"You tried to torture an autistic child to win a corporate vote," I said, my voice echoing over the shouting executives. "You didn't just cross a line, Julian. You committed a crime."
The investors were looking at Julian with absolute disgust. In the corporate world, ruthlessness is expected. But torturing a disabled child was a PR nightmare that would tank the company's stock forever.
"Security!" Victoria commanded.
Four massive guards entered the room.
"Julian Thorne," Victoria said, standing tall. "As majority shareholder, I am officially stripping you of your board seat. Furthermore, my lawyers are filing this footage with family court. You will never get custody of Leo. You will never step foot in this building again."
"You can't do this!" Julian screamed as the guards grabbed his custom suit jacket. "I built this company! I am a Thorne!"
"You're a parasite," I said softly as they dragged him past me.
As the doors slammed shut, the boardroom fell silent. The investors looked at Victoria, waiting to see if she would crack.
May you like
She didn't.
"Now," Victoria said, smoothing her blazer and sitting back down as if the trash had simply been taken out. "Let's review the third-quarter projections."
