Chapter 4 - The Unveiling of the CEO
Chairman Vance ignored Julian’s outstretched hand entirely. He didn't even look at Julian or Chloe, who was standing beside him with a practiced, flattering smile.
Instead, Chairman Vance walked directly past Julian, stopping three inches in front of Sarah. The seventy-year-old titan bowed his head in profound, formal respect, holding out a gold-embossed appointment folder.
"Good morning, Madam CEO," Chairman Vance’s resonant voice boomed across the marble hall. "The board is ready for the 9:30 announcement."
The entire executive floor gasped in unison. Junior analysts dropped their files, senior vice presidents froze in place, and the security guards standing by the turnstiles stared in wide-eyed shock.
Julian froze in place. The color drained from his face so fast he looked as if he had seen a ghost. His jaw dropped open, his breath catching painfully in his throat as his eyes darted from the chairman’s bowed head to Sarah’s calm, unbothered expression.
"You... you're the new CEO...?" Julian stammered in breathless, horror-struck shock. "Chairman... there must be a mistake! She's my wife! She's a homemaker! She doesn't hold any shares!"
Chairman Vance turned his head slowly, looking at Julian with icy, aristocratic contempt.
"The only mistake made here, Mr. Vance, was allowing you to believe your own lies," Chairman Vance replied sternly. "Whitmore Holdings was founded by Sarah’s grandfather. Fifty-two percent of the voting equity has been held in a private trust since her mother’s passing. As of midnight, Miss Whitmore assumed full control of the conglomerate."
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Chloe’s face turned ghastly pale. She looked down at the luxury white-gold watch on her wrist, her hands trembling so violently that her plastic cup slipped from her fingers, shattering on the marble floor.
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