Chapter 9 - CheckmateAnna stepped up to the main microphone, looking out over the sea of cameras broadcasting the coup live to millions across the globe.

"Effective immediately," Anna announced, her voice ringing clear and authoritative through the hall, "West Enterprises is launching a full restitution program for every contractor, architect, and family whose intellectual property was stolen or destroyed by this corporation over the past twenty years. Starting with the Vance Foundation."
Flashbulbs blinded the room. Microphones pushed forward.
Jonathan lunged toward the podium in a blind rage, screaming obscenities, but federal marshals intercepted him instantly, pinning his arms behind his back and clicking the steel cuffs around his wrists.
"You can't do this!" Jonathan shrieked as he was dragged toward the exit. "This empire was built on blood! You’ll destroy it all!"
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"No," Anna said quietly, watching him disappear through the doors. "We’re finally building it on truth."
The silence in the boardroom was absolute. Slowly, one by one, minority shareholders began to applaud. Not out of fear, but out of sheer, undeniable awe. The tyrant was gone. The corrupt dynasty had fallen. And from its ashes, a new queen had risen.