เข้าสู่ระบบAt my father's wake, my wife came in carrying her son. The boy was less than two years old. He was not mine. In front of me, in front of every person there to mourn my father, she opened the urn and held the boy over it. I screamed and lunged for the urn. The Vance security team was on me before I cleared the aisle. They held me on the floor. My father's ashes, mixed with the boy's urine, smeared across my face and into my mouth. I could not stop crying. Stella Vance straightened her skirt. "Zane has been crying every night. Our adviser said the ash of an honored elder will calm a child like that. Good for his health." The taste of metal came up the back of my throat. Before I could move, she was already at the door. "Have his ashes dried out by morning. Zane will need it again tomorrow night." By the time I came back to myself, she was gone. I held the rage in. I sent her one message. "You think you're going to do this to my father. You're insane. The divorce papers are coming." After that, every message I sent was blocked. I turned to the woman next to me, the woman who had stood beside me my whole life. And I said, "I will sign the company over to you. Help me bury Vance Group." Cassia Wynn looked at me a long time. "I don't want the company. I want you." I went still. Then I said, "Yes."
ดูเพิ่มเติมA few days later, a story broke about Vance Group.A senior executive had assaulted a low-income college student the company had been sponsoring.The story moved fast. The market took it harder. Vance Group lost more than half its market cap in a day.Retail investors dumped their positions. Institutional shareholders followed. Nobody wanted to hold paper that was about to be in court.Cassia stepped in and bought everything she could touch. Every share went into my account.I came out the other side holding sixty percent. The company was mine.Then the story turned. The student admitted she had taken money from the executive and decided he had not paid enough. She had made the assault up.The market went the other way. Vance Group hit a high it had never seen. The shares went limit-up at the open.Only I knew the trade. Cassia had played the whole thing to put me in the chairman's seat.Stella came to find me a few days later.She looked thin and exhausted."Damon, I know e
Stella drove a fist into a tree near the courtyard.A few minutes earlier, watching me with Cassia, something had moved in her that she had not been able to name. She had walked over with the half-formed thought that if I knelt, she might actually forgive me.She had been forty percent of the way to forgiving the man whose father she had publicly defiled.She drove home with her face burning.The villa was dark. The only sound was a low, careful voice coming from the upstairs bedroom.She walked up the stairs barefoot.Hudson's voice came through the door. He was talking to someone she could not see."What do we do? The kid is starting to look like neither one of us. She'll figure it out."Not his?Stella's stomach dropped.What?The words echoed in her head and burned. The blood drained from her hands. Her body went rigid.Hudson kept talking."I tried everything to get her pregnant. Nothing worked. Turns out I can't father a child."So I took advantage of that night whe
What I did not see was that Stella was watching from the stairs.Her hand closed on the railing until her knuckles went white.The look on her face was a stew of anger, jealousy, and one feeling she could not name.We had divorced. Not even an hour ago, I had walked into a boardroom and taken her seat from her.So why was the sight of me with another woman lighting her up like this?She had thrown me away, so why did she care?"Stella, let's go home."Hudson came up behind her and pulled at her sleeve.She knocked his hand off. "You go. I have something to do."He stumbled. The color drained from his face, hurt and resentment flashing through his eyes.He shot one last look at me and Cassia, then walked off into the crowd.Stella waited for him to disappear. Then she came down the steps and walked straight toward us."Damon."I turned.She stood a few steps away, her face dark."Whatever you did today," she said, her voice low, "I will make you regret it."Cassia steppe
The room shifted.The shareholders who had been sitting on Stella's side of the table stopped looking at her.Stella took half a step back. She had to brace herself on the edge of the table to stay on her feet. She stared at me. The look on her face held too many emotions to name–anger, unwillingness, envy, and, most of all, fear.She had never imagined that the man she had once toyed with and humiliated would one day stand before her like this, strong enough to crush everything she was proud of."Fake. This has to be fake."Damon, you think a forged contract can fool everyone?"I let out a cold laugh."Whether it's real or not, the room can decide."I tapped the table lightly, my gaze sharp."As the largest shareholder of Vance Group, I propose we reopen today's agenda."First item, removal of Stella Vance from all positions within Vance Group."The boardroom doors closed heavily behind me.I let out a long breath.With Cassia's help, I had won the first crucial battle.






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