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Chapter 7 - The Boardroom Meltdown

At ten-thirty that morning, I walked into the glass-and-steel skyscraper of Vanguard-Hale Capital. I was dressed in a tailored charcoal Saint Laurent suit, my dark hair pulled back into a sleek, severe low bun. The faint bruise on my cheek was covered with professional concealer, but beneath the surface, every nerve in my body was firing with absolute resolve.

My executive assistant, Chloe, handed me a tablet as I stepped out of the private elevator.

“Daniel Whitmore is downstairs in the lobby, Ms. Vance,” Chloe said, walking briskly beside me. “He’s been causing a scene with building security for forty-five minutes. He keeps screaming that he’s your husband and that he needs to speak with the Managing Director to reverse an unauthorized freeze on Apex Global.”

“He doesn’t realize the Managing Director *is* his wife?” I asked.

“Security told him the executive floor was restricted. He thinks you work in the logistics division on floor four.”

“Bring him up,” I instructed. “Escort him straight to Boardroom A.”

Ten minutes later, Daniel was ushered into the massive corner boardroom. The table was polished mahogany, flanked by floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the skyline. Seated along the right side of the table were three senior partners and Marcus Reed, our chief legal counsel.

Daniel stormed into the room, disheveled and frantic. His tie was loose, his jacket wrinkled, and dark circles bruised the skin beneath his eyes.

“Where is the Managing Director?” Daniel demanded, scanning the room before his eyes slammed into me, sitting at the head of the conference table.

He froze.

“Emily? What the hell are you doing in here?” Daniel barked, taking an aggressive step forward. “Did you follow me here? Marcus, get this woman out of here! I have an emergency meeting with the board of Vanguard-Hale regarding an illegal asset seizure!”

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Marcus didn't move. He simply leaned back in his leather chair and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

“Mr. Whitmore,” Marcus said quietly. “You are looking at the Managing Director.”

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