CHAPTER THIRTEEN: THE STORM BEFORE DAWN
The boardroom was silent long after the meeting ended.
No one moved.
No one dared.
The presentation Amelia had delivered had not only exposed the financial sabotage inside Ashcroft Holdings—it had also revealed that someone had been quietly transferring company assets to shell corporations for nearly three years.
Every signature led back to one name.
Victor Ashcroft.
Her uncle slowly lowered the tablet onto the polished table, his face pale.
"That's impossible."
Amelia met his gaze without blinking.
"I thought so too."
The company's legal adviser cleared his throat. "We've verified the documents. Every transfer is authentic."
A wave of murmurs swept through the room.
Victor shot to his feet.
"She's lying!"
He slammed both hands against
