Chapter 4 - The Emergency Board MeetingAt 8:47 the next morning, I entered Whitmore Freight headquarters.
Employees stopped talking.
Some stared.
Others smiled.
For years, I had been introduced as Evan's wife.
Not anymore.
Naomi walked beside me.
The elevator doors opened onto the executive floor.
Evan was already inside the boardroom.
He looked surprised.
Then amused.
“What are you doing here?”
I walked past him.
“Good morning.”
“This is a private meeting.”
Naomi placed the board packet on the table.
“No.”
Evan's smile disappeared.
“This is a board meeting.”
He looked at the directors.
“Who authorized this?”
I sat at the head of the table.
“I did.”
Silence.
Evan stared at me.
“You?”
“Yes.”
He laughed.
“You don't understand how this company works.”
I looked around the room.
“I understand perfectly.”
Then Naomi distributed the documents.
Bank transfers.
Fake invoices.
Corporate credit card records.
Offshore accounts.
Evan's signature appeared again and again.
His expression changed.
“This is fabricated.”
Naomi placed another document in front of him.
“Independent forensic audit.”
He stopped speaking.
I leaned forward.
“Do you know what seventy-two percent means, Evan?”
He stared at me.
“No.”
“It means you never owned this company.”
His face went pale.
“I built this company.”
“My father built it.”
“I made it profitable.”
“And I funded the expansion.”
He slammed his hand onto the table.
“You're doing this because you're bitter about the divorce.”
“No.”
I looked directly at him.
“I'm doing this because you stole from my company.”
The room became silent.
One director finally spoke.
“I move to suspend Evan Whitmore as CEO pending investigation.”
Another director seconded it.
Evan looked around the room.
“Wait.”
Nobody moved.
Then the vote began.
Six hands rose.
Then another.
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And another.
Evan's empire began collapsing in less than five minutes.
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