Chapter 7 - The Falling King
Hot tears of genuine frustration streamed rapidly down Emily's face as she frantically denied the absurd, completely fabricated allegations brightly projected on the screens.
She desperately explained to Arthur that she had never seen that specific document in her entire life, let alone legally signed it with her own hand.
Arthur closely examined the physical paper, his highly sharp eyes intensely scanning the microscopic blue ink patterns of the deeply damning signature.
Arthur quietly muttered that the forgery was undeniably brilliant, but it sadly contained a highly critical flaw that only a deeply desperate amateur would ever make.
Emily suddenly remembered Marcus, the highly abusive bakery manager, aggressively forcing her to sign dozens of blank employee evaluation forms earlier that exact same week.
She realized with absolutely terrifying clarity that Marcus was not just a corrupt bakery manager, but a deeply embedded pawn working directly for Victoria's criminal faction.
Before Arthur could publicly expose the highly fraudulent signature to the heavily divided board, he suddenly gripped his chest and let out an agonizing, deeply painful groan.
His face rapidly turned a horrifying shade of pale gray as he violently collapsed against the hard edge of the obsidian table, desperately gasping for precious air.
Emily screamed loudly, quickly dropping to her knees and desperately trying to physically support the old man's dead weight as he fell heavily to the carpeted floor.
Victoria watched the highly tragic medical emergency with a cold, completely unbothered expression, aggressively refusing to call for any professional medical assistance whatsoever.
Victoria lied loudly to the rapidly panicking board members, falsely claiming that the immense stress of Emily's ultimate betrayal had clearly triggered a massive cardiac event.
Several armed security guards rushed quickly into the room, but Victoria immediately ordered them to stand completely still and closely await her explicit instructions.
Arthur convulsed violently on the expensive carpet, weakly grabbing Emily's wrist and desperately pressing a small, heavily inscribed metallic key into her trembling palm.
Arthur weakly whispered a frantic reminder about the cake box with his rapidly fading breath, his eyes violently rolling back as he completely lost consciousness on the floor.
Emily quickly shoved the secret key deep into her pocket, hot tears violently blurring her vision as she desperately begged anyone in the room to call a real ambulance.
Victoria triumphantly stepped directly over Arthur's highly motionless body, forcefully claiming the massive leather chair located at the exact head of the long table.
She loudly announced to the room that as the senior vice-chairwoman, she was officially declaring Arthur Bennett completely incapacitated and legally unfit to lead this corporation.
The highly corrupt board members immediately applauded, rapidly passing a heavily spontaneous motion to permanently install Victoria as the interim chief executive officer.
Victoria looked directly down at her crying, completely devastated daughter with a highly disturbing smile of pure, unadulterated corporate evil.
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She ruthlessly commanded the security team to permanently arrest the corporate spy for industrial espionage, entirely ensuring her daughter would never see the light of day again.
The heavily armed guards simultaneously drew their lethal weapons, quickly surrounding Emily and aggressively blocking every single possible exit out of the penthouse.
