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Chapter 668
Chapter 668:
“InnoTech’s so-called revolutionary algorithm,” Isolde continued, her tone cutting through the silence with surgical precision, “contains a fatal memory leak in the core processing loop. It cannot sustain data loads for more than four minutes before crashing. It is completely unviable for commercial production p>
The executives who had been nodding moments ago leaned forward, frowning, studying the technical data.
Belle’s face turned a sickly shade of grey. “That is an outdated build. We patched that p>
Isolde tapped the screen again. A dense spreadsheet of financial transactions filled the display.
“Furthermore,” Isolde continued, her voice rising slightly, driving each nail with precision, “InnoTech is not seeking a strategic partnership. They are seeking a bailout. This audit reveals a hidden accounts payable deficit of forty million dollars p>
The boardroom erupted into shocked murmurs.
Isolde looked directly at Belle. “You are not here to share technology. You are here to use SkyLine’s money to plug a black hole p>
“That is a lie!” Belle shrieked, her composure shattering. She slammed her hand on the podium. “Those are short-term R&D liabilities! Grayson reviewed these numbers himself! He approved this meeting p>
Isolde’s eyes narrowed into slits of pure ice.
𝘉е 𝗽ar𝘁 о𝖿 𝘰u𝘳 𝖼o𝗆m𝗎ոі𝘵𝗒 𝗈n 𝗀alnо𝗏е𝗹ѕ.𝘤𝗈𝗺
She tapped the screen one final time.
Two scanned legal documents appeared side by side on the massive display.
“I know several of you received reports this morning regarding InnoTech’s supply chain instability,” Isolde announced, her voice carrying clearly off the glass walls. “Ms. Escobar assured you those were lies planted by malicious competitors. She lied to you. As of 8:00 AM this morning, InnoTech’s two primary hardware suppliers filed petitions in federal court, forcing the company into involuntary bankruptcy protection under the Bankruptcy Code. These are the authenticated court filings p>
The room went dead silent.
The word bankruptcy hung in the air like a guillotine blade.
Arland Roth’s face darkened with fury. He despised corporate fraud above all else. He slammed his hand on the table.
“Security,” Arland barked into his collar microphone. “Get up here immediately p>
Belle backed away from the podium, her chest heaving, eyes darting like a trapped animal.
“You have no right!” Belle screamed at Arland, pointing a shaking finger at Isolde. “She is doing this out of personal jealousy! Grayson is the CEO! You cannot throw me out p>
Isolde took one step toward Belle, closing the distance between them to inches.
She leaned in. The scent of Belle’s expensive perfume mingled with the sour edge of nervous sweat.
“Did you really think,” Isolde whispered, her voice so low only Belle could hear, “that Grayson’s affection could hide your incompetence from a forensic audit p>
Belle’s breath hitched. Her eyes widened in absolute terror.
The boardroom doors opened. Two security guards stepped inside.
“Escort Ms. Escobar and her team out of the building,” Arland ordered coldly. “If they resist, call the police p>
Belle stood trembling. The humiliation was absolute. She snatched her laptop from the podium, her hands shaking so violently she nearly dropped it. With her head bowed and her face burning with shame, she walked out of the boardroom flanked by the guards.
Isolde turned and walked calmly back to her seat beside Arland.
She sat down, picked up her coffee cup, and took a slow sip.