Chapter 6 - The Boardroom Massacre
The phone slipped from my fingers and shattered on the marble floor.
Elena dropped her innocent, weeping act in a fraction of a second.
Her delicate features hardened into a mask of cruel, calculated malice.
She calmly handed her small son over to one of the remaining waiters, who immediately pulled a hidden weapon from his apron.
The waiter was not catering staff, but a trained mercenary working for Elena's syndicate.
Elena taunted me, explaining that Dominic was just a foolish, greedy puppet they had used for years.
She had intentionally seduced him to gain access to the Sterling family's private financial records.
The forged signatures were never about securing a trust fund for her son.
They were carefully designed legal trapdoors meant to drain Victor's offshore emergency accounts.
I slowly backed away, keeping my body firmly positioned between the armed mercenary and my daughter.
Sophia whimpered softly, burying her face deep into my coat.
Elena checked her luxury watch and smiled triumphantly.
She announced that her syndicate was currently executing a hostile takeover of my second brother's global banking group.
She claimed the Sterling legacy would be completely erased from the world by midnight.
I took a deep, steadying breath and let out a dark, humorless laugh.
Elena frowned, clearly irritated that I was not begging for my life on my knees.
I politely informed her that she had made one catastrophic miscalculation in her flawless plan.
She assumed Dominic had actually successfully accessed the real Sterling accounts.
I pointed to the shattered phone on the floor.
I told her Victor had known about her true identity for six months.
The accounts Dominic had linked to her syndicate were actually highly illegal shell companies monitored by international intelligence agencies.
Elena's arrogant smile vanished as the entire building suddenly lost power.
Red emergency lights bathed the hallway in a sinister, bloody glow.
The elevator doors pried open manually, and Victor stepped out holding a suppressed tactical rifle.
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He looked at Elena and softly whispered that the massacre had officially begun.
Suddenly, Chloe the secretary lunged out of the stairwell holding a knife to Sophia's throat.
