Chapter 3 - The Boardroom Coup
Grant descended the stairs hurriedly, his polished black dress shoes clacking against the metal steps until he reached the tarmac. Sabrina followed behind him, her high heels wobbling on the pavement.
"Claire, stop this childish game!" Grant hissed, stepping into her personal space. "We have a fifty-million-dollar acquisition meeting in Chicago in three hours! If I miss this flight, the board will hold me personally responsible!"
Claire slid her phone smoothly into her cream handbag and looked at him without a trace of fear.
"The board won't be holding you responsible, Grant," Claire said, her voice dropping into a razor-sharp tone. "Because five minutes ago, an emergency board meeting was convened without you."
Grant froze, his stubbled jaw tightening as a wave of cold sweat broke out across his forehead. "What... what are you talking about?"
Captain Elias stepped between Grant and Claire, two airport security guards moving up behind him.
"Mr. Whitmore, I have received direct orders from corporate security," Captain Elias stated firmly. "Your flight clearance has been revoked. You and Miss Cole are required to vacate the airfield immediately."
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Sabrina gasped, grabbing Grant’s arm in sheer panic. "Grant! Do something! Tell them who you are!"
"Who is he?" Claire chuckled softly, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Grant's spine. "He's a man who forgot that his entire career was built on my father's fortune."
