"No settlements. No compromises," I ordered. "Maximum sentence. Let them rot."
That night, Mila messaged every shareholder. Her agenda was clear: strip me of all power.
The next morning, I walked into the conference room. Ryan was already there, seated at the head of the table beside Mila.
He glared at me, eyes burning with malice and smug satisfaction. Clearly, she'd pulled significant strings to fish him out so quickly.
"Don't bother sitting," Mila said coldly. "That chair no longer belongs to you."
"So this is how it ends?" I asked. "Discarding the tool once the job is done?"
"Glad you understand."
She turned to address the room. "Effective immediately, Ryan Delgado will assume the role of Vice President. David Weiss is relieved of all duties. From this moment on, he is nothing to this company."
Shock rippled through the shareholders. They exchanged uneasy glances, then looked at me.
I ignored the tension, walked past the stunned board, and sank into my usual chair.
Ryan slammed the table and shot to his feet. "David Weiss! Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what Ms. Galloway said?"