"What does that mean?" Damian demanded, straining against the grip of Julian's men. "What are you actually planning?"Julian reached into his jacket, producing a folded document with unhurried, deliberate calm. "A simple transfer of authority," he said. "Signed by you, Damian, granting temporary emergency control of Hale Industries to a designated trustee, citing concerns about your fitness to lead given the scandal currently surrounding your family. It's not permanent, on paper. Simply temporary, until the company can stabilize.""You want me to hand you the company," Damian said, disbelief and fury coloring his voice. "At gunpoint, essentially.""I prefer to think of it as a strongly encouraged business decision," Julian said. "But yes, essentially.""I won't sign it," Damian said flatly. "Whatever you threaten, I won't hand you control of everything my father built."Julian's expression hardened. "Your father built very little of it honestly," he said coldly. "But I understand the
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