Mark\u2019s face twisted in disbelief, a sickly shade of red flushing his cheeks. \u201cChairman? Anna, what is this nonsense?\u201d<\/p>\n
I removed my sunglasses and met his eyes with a calm, steady gaze. \u201cIt\u2019s no nonsense, Mark. While you were busy indulging in your self-image and philandering, you forgot one crucial fact: you may have been the public face, but I was always the silent partner. I own 51% of Vance Global.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mark staggered backward, the weight of the revelation hitting him like a freight train. \u201cBut\u2026 how? We started this company together.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, we did. And while you focused on your empire, I ensured the shares were in my name. For our family, I thought. For our future. But I see now, it was for moments like this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chloe\u2019s eyes darted nervously between us, her facade of confidence crumbling. \u201cMark, you said she was just the wife!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLeave us, Chloe,\u201d I said sharply, my voice echoing through the vast lobby. \u201cThis is a conversation between business partners.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chloe hesitated, then scurried away, her heels clicking on the floor.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnna, please,\u201d Mark pleaded, a hint of desperation creeping into his voice. \u201cWe can talk about this. We\u2019re a team.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA team?\u201d I echoed, letting out a hollow laugh. \u201cYou were the one who threw that away the moment you decided I was beneath you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mark took a step forward, his tone shifting to one of false sincerity. \u201cI was wrong. I see that now. We can fix this.\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook my head, feeling a strange sense of calm wash over me. \u201cThere\u2019s nothing to fix, Mark. You made your choice. Now it\u2019s time for me to make mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mark glanced around, noticing that everyone in the lobby was watching, their whispers buzzing like flies. His facade of authority was slipping, and panic edged into his features. \u201cAnna, you can\u2019t do this!\u201d<\/p>\n
I leaned forward, my voice dropping to a whisper meant only for him. \u201cWatch me.\u201d<\/p>\n
I gestured to the CFO, who handed me a file. \u201cHere\u2019s a generous severance package,\u201d I said. \u201cMore than fair, considering the circumstances. I suggest you take it.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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