ELARA
I was frozen to a spot with shock.
How on earth am I the highest shareholder?
Before anyone else could reach for the document, I snatched it up, my fingers trembling as I flipped through the pages. Each one bore Dave’s signature—every line, every clause confirming what I could hardly process. All that remained was my signature to finalize the deal.
My mind screamed for answers, demanding I turn to Dave and ask him what the hell was going on. But I swallowed my questions, forcing myself to wait for a more private moment to confront him.
My father’s voice pulled through my state of shock.
“What do you mean Elara is the highest shareholder?” he hissed, his sharp gaze sweeping across the room. His eyes lingered on each person seated at the table, suspicion darkening his expressio
