Chapter 7 - The Boardroom Brawl
Marcus made one final, humiliating mistake. Refusing to believe he had lost, he showed up at the Crestview Freight headquarters, flanked by two cheap bodyguards, demanding entry to the executive boardroom to "claim his rightful seat."
He didn't make it past the lobby.
The employees—now the legal owners of the building—stepped out from the warehouse. Fifty mechanics, drivers, and loaders formed a human wall. Sarah stood at the front, holding a heavy steel wrench.
“You’re trespassing on private property,” Sarah told him.
“I am a Vance! My aunt built this!” Marcus screamed, his face purple with rage.
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“Your aunt built it,” Sarah agreed calmly. “And then she gave it to us. Get off our porch before we test how well that designer suit holds up to motor oil.”
A bystander filmed the entire altercation on their phone. It hit Facebook by noon. The video of the arrogant, disgraced nephew being chased off the property by mechanics went viral instantly. It was the final nail in the coffin of his public image. He was a laughingstock.
