I Caught My Husband Proposing to My Stepsister at His Gala, Then Froze His Assets—But His Last Phone Call Exposed My Father’s Secret Death…

Margaret voted first.

“Aye.”

Then Arjun.

“Aye.”

One after another, the rest followed.

Even Peter finally muttered, “Aye.”

The motion passed unanimously.

I became interim CEO before most of Manhattan had finished their first coffee.

Richard was escorted from the building less than an hour later. I didn’t watch it myself, but Sarah sent me the security report. He cleared his desk in a rage, shattered a window with a paperweight, and screamed that I was insane.

He left carrying a cardboard box.

Emily called from an unknown number.

“You ruined us,” she sobbed.