Chapter 8 - The Boardroom Battle
Three months later,
the physical wounds had healed,
but a new threat emerged.
The board of directors of Sinclair Industries was restless.
They didn't like the "distraction" Leah had become.
They saw her as a commoner who was influencing their CEO too much.
A secret meeting was called to vote on Nathan’s removal.
Leah found out through a contact in the office.
She knew she couldn't stay silent.
She walked into the boardroom,
not as a maid,
and not as a victim,
but as the Chairwoman of the Sinclair Foundation.
The men at the table looked up,
their expressions ranging from annoyance to contempt.
"This is a private meeting,
Miss Grant,"
the oldest board member said.
Leah didn't sit down.
She stood at the head of the table,
placing a stack of documents in front of them.
"Since I took over the foundation,"
"donations have increased by four hundred percent,"
"our public approval rating is the highest in the company’s history,"
"and we have secured contracts with three major government entities."
She looked each man in the eye.
"You want to remove Nathan because you’re afraid of change."
"You’re afraid that the old way of doing business—"
"—the way of greed and exclusion—"
"—is dying."
"And you’re right,"
"It is."
"If you vote him out,"
"I will withdraw the foundation’s name and all its intellectual property."
"The Sinclair name belongs to Margaret and Nathan,"
"not to this table."
The room was silent for a long minute.
The board members looked at each other,
realizing they had been outplayed by the woman they had dismissed.
Nathan,
who had been watching from the doorway,
stepped into the room.
"I think the lady made herself clear,"
he said,
his voice full of steel.
The vote was never held.
As they left the building,
Nathan turned to Leah.
"You just saved my company,"
he said,
shaking his head in disbelief.
"I told you,"
Leah said,
smiling.
"I’ve spent my life cleaning up after people."
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