Chapter 7 - The Secret Alliance
Jessica froze completely in the driver's seat, her manicured hands trembling violently against the leather steering wheel.
She tried to scream for the prison guards, but the thick, soundproof windows of the luxury SUV trapped her voice entirely.
I calmly flipped open the heavy medical folder, turning on the small reading light so she could see the documents clearly.
I told her that I had always been incredibly thorough when investigating the people who tried to destroy my life.
I revealed that I had secretly collected DNA samples from her two children during the chaotic charity gala.
Jessica’s face turned a sickening shade of pale as she stared down at the bold, undeniable laboratory results.
The test conclusively proved that Julian Hawthorne was absolutely not the biological father of her children either.
I smiled coldly and revealed that the children actually belonged to her young, heavily indebted personal fitness trainer.
Jessica began to hyperventilate, begging me with tears in her eyes not to show these devastating results to Julian.
She knew that Julian was a ruthless, unforgiving man who would immediately throw her and the children onto the street.
He would strip her of all her company shares and ensure she was utterly destroyed in the brutal public eye.
I leaned back into the comfortable leather seat, watching her carefully constructed world completely fall apart.
I casually mentioned that I was willing to keep her terrible secret completely buried forever, but it would cost her deeply.
Jessica frantically nodded her head, promising to give me absolutely anything I wanted in exchange for my total silence.
I demanded that she use her newly acquired thirty percent voting power to publicly betray Julian at the final shareholder meeting tomorrow.
She had to align her shares with mine to completely overthrow him and give me absolute control of Hawthorne Meridian.
Jessica swallowed hard, realizing she was entirely trapped in a web of my flawless design, and quietly agreed to the dangerous terms.
The next morning, the corporate boardroom was packed with anxious shareholders waiting to finalize the new leadership regime.
Julian stood arrogantly at the head of the massive table, demanding a formal vote to officially name him as the new CEO.
He confidently looked at Jessica, expecting his beautiful bride-to-be to secure his absolute corporate victory.
Jessica stood up slowly, her hands shaking as she loudly announced that she was voting against Julian and throwing her support behind me.
The entire room erupted into chaotic whispers, and Julian stared at her in absolute, terrifying shock.
However, the shock on his face quickly melted into a dark, wicked smile that sent a terrifying chill straight down my spine.
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Julian reached into his pocket, pulled out a small remote control, and pointed it directly at the boardroom projector.
A crystal-clear, hidden camera video of my secret blackmail conversation with Jessica in the SUV suddenly played on the massive wall screen.
