Chapter 3 - The Alliance of GhostsThe boardroom wasn't just a site of corporate conflict; it was a revelation of hidden agendas. As I presented the evidence, the board began to shift. The seven members who had been ready to remove me started looking at the documents and then at each other with dawning horror.
"Wait," one of the senior members, Sarah, whispered. "These records... these aren't just about Miller Woodcraft. This 'Apex Interiors' competitor... this is tied to my own firm's bankruptcy last year."
The realization hit the room like a shockwave. Victoria and Mark weren't just after my company; they were serial corporate raiders, destroying family-owned businesses to consolidate power for their secret holding company.
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Emily took the lead. She stepped to the screen, her voice clear and resonant. "You all thought my father was losing his mind. But while you were watching him, you weren't watching the books. You weren't watching the way our designs were being leaked to our 'competitors' before they even hit the showroom floor."
The board was no longer a firing squad; they were a jury. And the case against the Graysons was airtight.
