The boardroom occupied the entire top floor of the corporate tower.
By the time my wheelchair rolled through the doors, the room was already packed.
The underwriting team was there. So were legal counsel, board directors, and representatives from the investment firms. Every major stakeholder had shown up.
A giant screen dominated the front wall.
The suspension notice for Starlight Waves still hung there in bold letters.
A stream of text crawled across the bottom.
Trading would remain halted until further notice.
The atmosphere was suffocating. No one spoke above a murmur.
The second I entered, one of the investors glanced my way and frowned.
"Mr. Scott, why is she here?"
His disdain was impossible to miss.
Jenny seized the opportunity immediately.
"I was wondering the same thin
