Washington D.C.Voss Corporation Headquarters – 9:45 a.m.The conference room was packed—every board member in attendance, press waiting outside, and tension so thick it could cut air.Dominic Voss sat at the head of the table, dark Armani suit crisp, expression unreadable.To his left, the interim CEO cleared his throat.“We’re here to vote. The allegations—”Dominic raised a hand.“I haven’t had my say.”A murmur rippled through the room.Brandon, now sitting three seats away, tried to stop him. “Dom, this isn’t the time—”“No,” Dominic said, standing slowly. “It’s the only time.”He adjusted his cufflinks, gaze sharp. “You all enjoyed my money. My power. My vision. And now, with the media screaming, you pretend your hands are clean. You knew what the surrogacy program was. You funded it.”Silence.“Now, you turn on me because of a woman with a camera and a guilty conscience?”“Dominic, the documents—”“Were stolen!” he barked. “By a disgruntled nurse and a girl too naive to know ho
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