All Chapters of Nanny To The Billionaire's Secret Heir : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The emergency meeting began at nine, although every director had arrived before Grayson entered the boardroom. Nobody bothered with coffee, casual conversation or the usual complaints about meetings called without enough notice. A thick folder waited at every seat, each copy prepared by the independent investigator and reviewed by Grayson's lawyers before sunrise. Marielle sat near the far end of the table as an invited witness rather than a director, with Alfred's original correspondence inside the folder in front of her. She had spent years wanting people connected to Cole Maritime to see those letters. Now sixteen of the most powerful people in the company were about to learn exactly what had been done to her father.Grayson began with the oldest evidence rather than Julian. He showed them the transactions Alfred questioned, the requests for supporting invoices and the letters warning Grayson's father that the accounts could not be reconciled. Then came Alfred's threat to report th

The answer was yes, although Grayson needed his lawyer to confirm it before he could bring himself to tell Theo. The order took effect that evening, and the Whitfields had been instructed to collect him at six. That left less than three hours to pack fourteen days of a child's life into a suitcase without making the bedroom look as though Theo was moving out. Marielle decided almost immediately that they would use his smallest suitcase. The larger one might have been more practical, but she could not bear the sight of it open on his bed, waiting to swallow enough clothes to make two weeks look permanent.Theo followed them upstairs after Grayson explained what would happen. At first he tried to help, pulling open drawers and telling Marielle which shirts he wanted, although his choices appeared to depend entirely on whatever he saw first. Grayson stood at the wardrobe with an expression Marielle had seen him wear while reviewing contracts worth millions, holding two pairs of pyjamas a

The board had voted eleven to five to suspend Grayson from his position as chief executive until the regulatory review determined the extent of Cole Maritime's exposure. The decision did not remove him from the board or affect his shares, and nobody could prevent him from cooperating with investigators in his personal capacity, but effective immediately he no longer had operational authority over the company. His executive access would be restricted, senior management would report elsewhere, and any public statement made on behalf of Cole Maritime would require approval from the temporary leadership committee.Grayson listened to the decision while standing outside Theo's bedroom with Marielle beside him. Under different circumstances, losing control of the company his father had spent decades preparing him to inherit might have sent him straight back to headquarters to challenge every director who voted against him. Tonight, his son's stuffed shark was hidden beneath a pillow a few f

Grayson did not ask the journalist to delay publication. His lawyer requested the usual window for verification, but Grayson had learnt enough about manipulated records to know that arguing from memory would accomplish nothing. The document looked convincing because most of it was real. His name appeared in the correct place, the executive reference matched records from that year, and the signature resembled the one already proven genuine on another altered authorisation. Anyone seeing the page without the earlier versions would have little reason to question the conclusion printed across it.The independent forensic examiner received the file within minutes. Marielle stayed beside Grayson while the original historical archive was searched for the corresponding record, and neither of them discussed what would happen if this document proved genuine. Grayson had already admitted that he signed enormous quantities of paperwork while working beneath his father, especially during the years

By the fifth morning at the Whitfields' house, Theo had learnt exactly how many nights remained before the fourteen days were over. He counted them after breakfast, again when he returned from school and once more before bed, although nobody had suggested that reaching the end automatically meant he would go home. The court had promised another review, not a return date, but Theo had taken the number fourteen and made it into something he could understand. Every completed day was one less square on the small calendar he had drawn on the back page of a school notebook.The Whitfields told Dr Bennett that he was settling well when she arrived that afternoon. They had followed the court order carefully, kept him on his school schedule and made sure he spoke to Grayson every evening. He ate with them, completed his homework without complaint and went to bed when asked. There had been no tantrums, attempts to run away or refusal to attend school. Mrs Whitfield seemed genuinely pleased when