Chapter 2 - The Architect’s Oversight"You seem to think I haven't been paying attention," I continued, scanning the faces of my board members. Some looked away, clearly uncomfortable. Others, the ones clearly in Victoria’s pocket, looked ready to strike.
"I’ve spent forty-one years in this industry," I told them. "I know how a table is built. You need a foundation that can hold the weight. You two," I pointed to Mark and Victoria (who had entered the room behind me, looking smug), "built your foundation on sand."
Victoria crossed her arms. "Thomas, you’re rambling. Board, I suggest we move to the vote immediately. The integrity of Miller Woodcraft is at stake."
"I agree," I said. "Let’s vote. But before we do, I’d like to introduce a guest."
I tapped my phone, and the large projection screen at the front of the room flickered to life. It didn't show my medical records. It showed a map—a visual representation of every shell company transaction associated with GV Holdings.
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The room erupted. Victoria went rigid, her facade of calm finally splintering. "This is a fabrication! Where did you get this?"
"The same place I got the audio files of you and your son plotting this coup," I said. Emily walked into the room at that moment, standing behind me like a sentinel. She held the USB drive up for everyone to see. She didn't look like a scared daughter anymore; she looked like the CEO she was meant to be.
