Chapter 7 - The Master Plan
The next morning, sunlight flooded through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of Nathan’s penthouse suite overlooking the Charles River.
Meredith sat at the wide marble kitchen island wearing one of Nathan’s soft navy silk shirts, sipping fresh coffee. Her laptop was open in front of her, displaying financial charts and corporate filings.
Nathan walked into the kitchen wearing dark trousers and an unbuttoned white dress shirt, his hair still damp from the shower. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, pressing a soft kiss to her neck.
"You're working early," Nathan said gently.
"I'm reviewing the final transfer documents for Campbell Logistics," Meredith replied, leaning her head back against his shoulder. "My father took out a twenty-million-dollar high-interest loan from a private lender last month to cover his company's shortfalls. He used his remaining shares as collateral."
"And who owns that private lender?" Nathan asked with a knowing smile.
"Vance Capital," Meredith smiled back. "As of eight o'clock this morning, Richard Campbell defaulted on the loan. I now own eighty-two percent of the company my grandfather built."
Nathan chuckled softly, his dark eyes filled with admiration. "My wife is far more ruthless than I am."
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"They forced me to work in their basement accounting office for five years, Nathan," Meredith said, her voice turning serious as she turned to face him. "They thought I was weak because I stayed quiet. Today, I'm taking back what belongs to me."
"And I will be standing right behind you," Nathan promised, kissing her lips softly. "Every single step of the way."
