All Chapters of Between Her Shithead And The Wrong Brother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ariella’s POVI sent out notice of meeting to all concerned, on the leadership reviews. Elsa called instantly. “They’re pushing early.”“They think I’m cornered.”“You want me to leak the V.S. files now?”“No. Let them move first. Trigger the injunction the moment they announce a vote.”“Understood.” Legal joined a few minutes later. “We’re ready. As soon as the motion is introduced, we’ll execute. Timing matters. If they get to vote, even symbolically, the market reacts.”“They won’t.”I sent a message to the board.> “Proceeding with this vote under current legal exposure constitutes actionable misconduct. I recommend reconsideration.” No replies. Damon messaged at 10:12 AM. “I heard. You ready? I didn’t respond. At 1:55 PM, I logged into the board session.Twelve members were present. Five people are in the boardroom. The rest is virtual. Elsa monitored the back-end server. Legal sat on standby, muted. Benedict opened. “This is not an accusation. It’s a procedural check-in, in lig

Ariella’s POVDamon came without notice. Elsa let him in. We stood in silence. I stared at the final audio file. I asked if he’d heard it. He said yes. I asked if he believed it. He hesitated. He admitted he thought it was possible. I told him that wasn’t good enough.He said someone wanted us to doubt everything. I pressed. He admitted he’d questioned me. I reminded him that trust isn’t partial. He said he needed mine. I told him he’d already spent it.I reminded him what the voice said, his voice, admitting he was paid to protect me. He denied it. He said it was manipulated, synthetic, spliced. I told him I believed it for two hours. He said he understood. I told him he didn’t.He claimed loyalty. I said loyalty made him a target. He asked if I thought he helped the enemy. I told him I thought he didn’t stop them.He pushed back. Said it wasn’t fair. I said betrayal isn’t either. He asked if I thought he leaked it. I said no, but I thought someone close to him did.He asked if I sus

Ariella’s POVI sent an email to Elsa with the subject line "Pregnancy Statement" and attached the draft. She replied, asking if I was sure. I told her yes. She asked again if I was really going public. I said I was making it mine. She called and asked what angle I wanted. I told her: strength, not shame. Ownership, not apology. She asked about timing. I told her midday, just before the market closed. She asked about the headline. I told her I already wrote it.I opened the draft again. The statement was direct. It positioned power above perception. I sent it to PR and locked the distribution. Then I called legal. I confirmed there would be no liability or exposure from going public. They confirmed. Disclosure was voluntary. Elsa patched in the comms lead. They asked if I wanted interviews. I said no. Just the statement.I called the acting board head. I asked for support. He said I had it. I told him to prepare the internal memo. No spin. Just facts. He confirmed. I sent Damon a text

Ariella’s POVElsa entered the war room and announced, "Avion’s shell firms are shifting funds. They know we’re coming."“Pull their public assets.”“Already done. They have equity in four U.S.-listed fintech companies.”“Leverage or ownership?”“Ownership through straw men.”“Freeze what we can.”“DOJ requires hard evidence.”“Then give it to them.”“We’ve started the file.”“Fast-track it.”Elsa placed a document in front of me, smoothly shifting our focus.“Avion’s Cayman front transferred $8 million to a lobbying firm this morning.”“Name?”“Farwell Strategy Group.”“They’re trying to buy silence.”“They’re late.”“Leak it.”“To whom?”“Wall Street Journal.”“On it.”She paused.“We found their whistleblower.”“Who?”“Low-level compliance officer. U.S.-based. Name’s Natalie Brin.”“She’s talking?”“She’s scared.”“Buy her protection.”“Done.”“Secure her statement.”“She’s recording today.”“Send legal. Shield her under the whistleblower statute.”“Already in motion.”I paused, th

Ariella’s POVNews hit fast, like it always did when the truth got twisted. Elsa walked in, phone in hand, her expression grim. The paternity leak had gone public. An anonymous tip claimed I had been involved with Jace around the same time as Damon. The damage had already begun. Headlines spun theories, and a hashtag, Whose Baby, was climbing the charts.Jace, predictably, was behind it. His manager’s assistant had contacted a reporter, and our team had traced the number back. Legal was already on it. This wasn’t about truth; it was about leverage. Jace was unraveling after losing control in the board meeting. His strategy now was chaos.Damon had anticipated this. We released it without hesitation. But Elsa had more. A video. Jace had been caught on tape telling his publicist, “If I can’t have her, no one should believe him.” The audio was clear, the footage grainy but sufficient. I chose not to leak it, at least not yet. Some fires deserved to burn slowly.More hits followed. Jace’