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“I will remain in the position for ninety days to give you time to appoint my successor,” Annaliese said.
In the board room, a small room with a long, rectangular table, the board of directors crowded around the table with looks of horror on their faces as Annaliese spoke.
Florian folded his arms and leaned against the wall. The other executives stood around the walls, with blank looks on their faces.
“I have spent the last three decades building this company into a legacy,” she said, glancing at Florian. “I would ask that you all remember that. But whatever you decide, I will defer to your judgment and pray for a smooth transition of power so that the company can continue to be a beacon of light during this hard economic time.”
Everyone in the room whispered.
Across the tablet, M
