Chapter 7 - THE PAWN BECOMES THE KINGHarrison stared at his wife for three long, agonizing seconds.
Then, slowly, a strange, terrifying calm washed over his face. The panicked father vanished, replaced once again by the ruthless, calculating titan of Wall Street who had never lost a corporate war in his life.
"You think you won, Victoria?" Harrison asked softly.
"The math is quite simple, Harrison," Victoria scoffed, crossing her arms. "The board belongs to me. The shares belong to me. You have nothing."
"Patterson," Harrison said without turning around.
His chief financial officer stepped forward, a broad, triumphant grin spreading across his face as he unzipped a heavy leather briefcase.
"Actually, Mrs. Blackwell," Patterson announced, his voice ringing clearly through the microphone. "Mr. Blackwell anticipated your little boardroom coup approximately forty-eight hours ago."
Victoria’s confident smile faltered. "What are you talking about?"
"While you were busy buying off gossip reporters," Patterson continued, pulling out thick legal folios and slapping them down on the table, "Mr. Blackwell quietly liquidated his personal offshore holdings, executed a hostile quiet takeover of Sterling Global’s primary debt securities, and purchased fifty-one percent of your father’s voting stock."
Color drained completely from Victoria’s face. She staggered backward, gripping the edge of the chair. "That's... that's impossible! My father owns Sterling Global!"
"Not anymore," Harrison said, walking slowly around the table toward her, his gray-green eyes flashing with absolute dominance. "As of 6:00 AM this morning, Blackwell Industries doesn't just own your family's conglomerate—we own you."
Patterson tossed a final, thick document onto the table right in front of Victoria.
"And as for the divorce papers, Mrs. Blackwell," Patterson added politely. "You’ll find that Mr. Blackwell has already filed them under provisions of corporate fraud and industrial sabotage. You have two hours to clear your desk and vacate this floor."
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Victoria shook her head, her hands trembling violently as she stared at the signatures on the contracts. "You... you ruined everything... for two kids in the mud..."
"They aren't just kids," Harrison said, his voice dropping into a fierce, protective growl that silenced the entire room. "They are my legacy. And unlike you, they are worth every single billion I own."
