Chapter 6 - The Boardroom Showdown
The board meeting was the most terrifying and exhilarating moment of my life. Daniel had been dragged there by his legal counsel, still holding onto a shred of his arrogance.
"This is a witch hunt," he declared, standing at the head of the table. "My wife is having a breakdown, and she’s taking the company down with her."
"Sit down, Daniel," the board chairman said, his voice flat.
I walked into the room, followed by Rebecca. I placed the evidence of the forgery on the table—the lab report verifying that the signatures on the revised trust were not mine.
"You speak of a breakdown, Daniel?" I asked, turning to face him. "Is that what you call it when you forge your wife's signature to steal from your own son?"
The room went deathly silent. Daniel’s face drained of color, his eyes darting toward the door.
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"I have the forensic evidence," I continued. "I have the emails where you discussed the forgery with your associates. And I have the testimony of the woman you were trying to provide for."
He collapsed into his chair, the weight of his own crimes crushing him. He had spent his life building a house of cards, and I was the one who had finally pulled the bottom card.
