Hazel's POV
"You knew about my father and Gerald Chambers this entire time, and you said nothing?" Julian's voice cracked through the boardroom like a whip, aimed not at me, but at the man standing across the polished table.
Marcus Webb, Julian's longtime legal advisor, held up both hands. "I did not know the full history until Gerald's lawyers sent formal notice this morning. He is filing to force an emergency shareholder vote. He claims he now controls enough proxy shares to challenge your seat as CEO."
I sat at the edge of the room, invited in only because the foundation's funding was now tangled into the same web of threats, and watched Julian absorb the news with a stillness that frightened me more than shouting would have.
"How many shares," Julian asked quietly.
"Twenty two per
