From the company.
From investors.
From the employees.
Even from Jasmine.
Elena pointed to one transaction.
“He was preparing to move the most valuable assets offshore.”
I looked at Aaron.
He didn’t deny it.
That silence told me everything.
The board meeting that followed lasted three hours.
By noon, Aaron was no longer CEO.
By one o’clock, the board had voted to suspend him.
By two, his accounts were frozen pending investigation.
And by three, every major financial institution connected to Prescott Technologies had received the same notification:
Alyssa Vale Prescott had assumed executive control.
The same people who had laughed at me yesterday now stood when I entered the room.
Not because they suddenly liked me.
Because they finally understood.
I had never been the passenger.
I had been the owner.
That evening, I returned home.
Our house was quiet.
Aaron’s things were still everywhere.
His watch on the dresser.
