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Chapter 344
Chapter 344:
A massive wave of dread crashed into Cole’s chest. His lungs seized.
Old Mrs. Compton took a step forward, her voice echoing down the entire length of the corridor, ensuring every Wall Street executive within earshot heard her next words.
“On Monday morning at eight o’clock,” the matriarch declared, “I will officially exercise the rights of my thirty percent controlling shares. I am calling an Emergency Meeting of the Compton Group Board of Directors p>
The collective gasp from the surrounding offices was audible. An Emergency Board Meeting was the nuclear option, reserved only for hostile takeovers or catastrophic CEO misconduct.
Jо𝗶n 𝗈𝘶𝗋 𝗰𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘂𝘯і𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗇.со𝗺
Cole’s face drained of all color. His skin turned the shade of chalk. “Grandma, you can’t p>
“The sole agenda of this meeting,” Old Mrs. Compton roared, completely drowning him out, “will be a formal review of your gross abuse of corporate legal privileges for personal gain. And I will motion for a binding shareholder vote to permanently strip you of your Priority Review signing authority p>
The devastating finality of the threat paralyzed everyone in the hallway.
She was not merely yelling at him. She was publicly threatening to dismantle his executive power in front of the entire board. If she succeeded, he would become the laughingstock of the global financial sector. His authority would be permanently broken.
Alycia’s champagne flute slipped from her trembling fingers. It struck the carpet with a dull thud, the expensive liquid soaking into the thick pile. The pregnancy shield was entirely useless against corporate law.
Old Mrs. Compton leaned on her cane and looked at Cole’s terrified, pale face with absolute contempt.
“Now, Cole,” the old woman whispered, her voice dripping with lethal venom. “Tell me. Do you still want to sign for this house p>
Cole stood frozen. His hands shook. The iPad felt like a block of burning iron in his grip. He was completely trapped in a nightmare of his own making, staring into the abyss of his own destruction.
June watched his arrogant empire crumble in real time. She felt no joy. She felt no sadness. She felt only the cold, empty draft of a closed chapter.
The air inside the VIP corridor of Sotheby’s International Realty felt as thick and heavy as wet concrete.
The silence was absolute. Every Wall Street broker and corporate attorney standing in the glass-walled offices had their eyes locked onto Cole’s rigid back, their stares burning into his tailored charcoal suit like physical spotlights.
Cole stood completely frozen. The sleek black iPad in his hand felt like a block of burning iron.
His mind was spinning at a terrifying speed. He knew exactly what an Emergency Board Meeting meant. If his grandmother formally moved to strip his Priority Review authority, the news would leak to Bloomberg within minutes. The Compton Group’s stock would plunge, erasing billions in market cap before the opening bell finished ringing.
He ground his teeth together so hard his jaw ached. The muscles along his jawline twitched visibly beneath his skin, betraying the suffocating humiliation tearing through his chest.