Chapter 7 - the council confronting
At nine o'clock the following morning, the central council chamber on the top floor of Moretti Plaza was filled with thirty executive directors, shareholders, and regional commanders.
The heavy mahogany doors opened, and Dominic Moretti stepped inside, immaculate in a fresh navy suit, white shirt, and gold wristwatch. Behind him walked Anna Carter, looking elegant and dignified in a tailored cream suit provided by Dominic’s private designers, holding little Lily’s hand.
Whispers rippled through the grand council room as the elite executives stared at the woman they had ignored for eight years.
Dominic took his seat at the head of the massive oval table, gesturing for Anna and Lily to sit beside him in the executive guest seats.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Dominic spoke, his powerful voice instantly commanding complete, absolute silence. "As of eight o'clock this morning, Julian Vance has been permanently removed from the executive board."
Dominic tossed a thick legal folder onto the center of the table.
"For eight years, Julian embezzled over four hundred million dollars from our distribution logistics division," Dominic explained. "He arranged the assassination of my father, Lorenzo Moretti, to cover his tracks, and he attempted to eliminate the legal holder of the trust shares."
Dominic looked over at Anna, his dark eyes filled with undisguised respect.
"Anna Carter served this company honorably for eight years while being forced to live in poverty by a traitor," Dominic declared. "Effective immediately, the board recognizes her legal ownership of twenty percent of Moretti Group shares, along with a full back-pay settlement of twelve million dollars."
The room erupted into stunned applause and murmurs of approval from loyal board members who had served under Lorenzo.
Anna looked at Dominic, her brown eyes shining with tears of gratitude. She reached under the table, her soft hand resting gently over Dominic’s broad wrist.
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"Thank you, Dominic," she whispered softly.
Dominic turned his hand, his large fingers closing gently over hers, a warm, protective smile touching his rugged lips. "You earned this, Anna. You and Lily."
