The silence that followed Julianna’s declaration was heavy enough to crush a lesser man. The executive assistants had stopped typing, their eyes fixed on the polished concrete floor, completely aware that they were witnessing a coup on the highest level of the Blackburn empire.
Ethan didn't flinch. He slowly handed his briefcase to Marcus, who had stepped out of the elevator behind them, his face an absolute mask of professional composure. When he looked back at Julianna, his voice was a low, terrifyingly calm purr that filled the entire marble hallway.
"Mr. Henderson, Mr. Croft," Ethan said, his eyes tracking the two shareholders with a lethal focus. "I suggest you return to your offices and look at the short-position listings for Vance Shipping. Julianna’s father has been liquidating h
