The shareholder meeting was held in a smaller conference room than the main boardroom, deliberately chosen, Ronan explained, to keep the proceedings quieter and less publicly visible than a full board session would have been. Ivy waited outside, unable to attend since she held no formal shareholding role, though the wait itself felt almost as unbearable as the tension inside must have been.
Selena waited with her, both of them pacing the same short stretch of hallway, checking their phones for updates that wouldn't come until the vote concluded.
"Nathaniel's confident," Selena said, glancing toward the closed doors. "I saw him in the elevator this morning. He looked like a man who already believes he's won."
"Do you think he has?"
"I genuinely don't know." Selena's expression was tight
