Chapter 766
Chapter 766:
“The terms are non-negotiable, Ms. Sterling,” the lead attorney said, ignoring Beatrice entirely. His voice was smooth, oily. “The recent… terrorist incident involving your former associate, Ms. Cain, has triggered the catastrophic risk clause in the Kensington lending agreements. The consortium is calling in the loans. Immediately p>
“This is a coordinated attack disguised as a compliance issue,” Skye said, her voice ice cold. She didn’t blink. “Kensington Global is solvent. We have assets. You cannot demand five billion dollars in liquidity within twenty-four hours based on a clause that requires a thirty-day notice p>
“We can, and we are,” the attorney smiled, a predator baring teeth. “If you cannot pay, control of the board reverts to the primary lienholder. Which is us p>
“You can’t do this!” Beatrice stammered from the side, her voice thin. “I built this company! You vultures p>
“Be quiet, Beatrice,” Skye commanded without looking at her. She kept her eyes locked on the lawyers. “Who is backing this consortium? The shell companies lead back to the Caymans. Who is the beneficiary p>
“That is privileged information,” the lawyer smirked. “You have one hour to vacate the premises p>
The double doors swung open with a force that rattled the frame.
“I believe there’s a misunderstanding about who exactly holds the cards here,” a voice boomed.
Every head turned.
Liam Kensington walked in. He wasn’t wearing the tactical gear from the night before; he was dressed in a bespoke navy suit that fit him like armor. Flanking him were two uniformed police officers and the Chief Legal Officer of the city. He didn’t look like a man who had been presumed dead for weeks. He looked like a king returning to reclaim his throne.
Beatrice gasped, clutching her chest. “Liam? My God… Liam p>
Liam ignored her shock, his focus entirely on the threats at the table. He walked to the opposite end and stood there, radiating menace.
“Mr. Kensington,” the attorney faltered, his composure cracking. “You… you are legally deceased p>
𝗡𝗈 р𝘪rас𝘺 𝗿𝖾а𝖽 𝗼𝘯 b𝖾l𝘯𝘰𝘷е𝗅𝘴.𝗰оm
“I got better,” Liam said dryly. He gestured to the officers behind him. “And as of this morning, my identity has been verified by the authorities, and a fraud investigation has been opened into your ‘consortium.’ These officers are here to escort you out for attempted corporate espionage and extortion p>
Behind Liam, Julian limped into the room, looking exhausted but holding a tablet like a weapon. He plugged it into the projector system.
“Gentlemen,” Julian said, his voice raspy. “We traced your ‘legitimate capital.’ It’s routed through shell companies in Macau, the Caymans, and finally, a front operated by the K-Syndicate. We know who you work for. And it isn’t a bank p>
The screen lit up with a complex web of financial transactions, highlighting the money-laundering trails in neon red.
“This is slander,” the attorney said, standing up, looking nervously at the police officers. “We will see you in court p>
“No,” Liam said, his voice lethal. “You’ll see us in the federal penitentiary. Officers, please remove these trespassers from my building p>
The police stepped forward. The lawyers, realizing their bluff had been called by a force greater than paperwork, scrambled to gather their briefcases. They fled the room, leaving a wake of tension.