Chapter 6 - The Digital Guillotine
"I am a billionaire CEO," Lucas repeated softly, staring dead into his arrogant mother's eyes. "Which means I control the holding company. Not you."
Eleanor frowned, her heavy diamond necklace suddenly feeling like a suffocating chain. "What are you talking about?"
Lucas casually reached into his tailored dark suit and pulled out his cell phone.
"For ten years, I let you live in the primary estate. I let you use the corporate accounts to fund these pathetic, self-congratulatory galas," Lucas explained, his voice entirely devoid of human empathy. "I did it because I was broken, and I didn't care about the money. But I care now."
Lucas tapped his phone screen once.
"I just froze the entire Eleanor Trust," Lucas announced to the silent ballroom. "Your black cards are instantly declined. Your access to the corporate jets is permanently revoked."
Eleanor physically staggered backward in her chair, all the color violently draining from her powdered face. "You can't do this! I am your mother! I built this empire with your father!"
"You built nothing," Lucas corrected ruthlessly. "And you are officially trespassing at my corporate event."
He didn't even raise his voice. He simply looked at his massive Head of Security.
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"Escort my mother out of the building," Lucas commanded coldly. "If she resists, call the police and have her arrested for criminal trespassing."
👉 Eleanor lunged forward to slap her son, but the guards were already moving to deliver the ultimate humiliation.
