"It seems the majority doesn’t approve of leaving the company to an amateur," Talia declared, her voice dripping with condescension. A slow, triumphant smile curled on her lips as she surveyed the room.
The air in the Winters Corporation boardroom was thick with tension, the weight of the impending vote pressing down on every member present. At the head of the long mahogany table, Talia Robinson sat with the practiced poise of a woman who had spent years commanding authority. Her sharp, calculating eyes locked onto Freya Winters, the young heiress who dared to challenge her reign.
Freya remained composed, her fingers lightly resting on the polished table. She had known this wouldn’t be easy. Out of the nine board members present, only two had voted in her favor, three, including her
