Chapter 7 - The Revelation
The following morning, Adrian checked out of a local motel, shaved off his stubble, and put back on his custom Italian suit. He walked into Whitmore Tower in Manhattan like a storm, summoning an emergency board meeting.
When Sterling walked into the executive boardroom, looking smug and holding a portfolio, he stopped dead in his tracks upon seeing Adrian sitting at the head of the table.
"Mr. Whitmore... I didn't expect you back so soon," Sterling stammered, turning pale.
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Adrian didn't yell or lose his temper. He simply slid the flash drive and the forged invoices across the polished mahogany table. "I think you've been running my estate very profitably, Sterling. Just not for me."
Sterling opened his mouth to lie, but the cold look in Adrian's eyes silenced him instantly. Within the hour, corporate security and local authorities had escorted Sterling out of the building in handcuffs.
