hapter 320 Cornered Alpha
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“Donald?” His assistant stared at him, stunned. This wasn’t the direction anyone expected things to go.
After everything they had worked for–he was just… giving up?
Donald’s gaze was calm and firm.
“I’m withdrawing because I genuinely believe Tessa is the better choice to lead Sinclair Corp. Rest assured, I’ll give her my full support.” His voice rang out clear and steady–one alpha acknowledging another.
He hadn’t left the Violette Pack’s protection and come to Sinclair Corp on a whim. He had seen the company’s potential from the beginning.
If it weren’t for a certain someone clinging to power without the ability to lead, Sinclair Corp wouldn’t have fallen from grace in the werewolf business world.
But the foundation was still strong. And now, with someone like Tessa at the helm, its future looked brighter than ever.
The other shareholders nodded, pleased by Donald’s words.
Donald’s strength and judgment in Montedra’s business scene were well–known.
And if even he supported Tessa’s appointment as executive president–if he was impressed by her ability— then there could be no doubt that Tessa was the real deal.
“Donald,” Yardley growled, his aura fraying with unstable wolf energy. His claws pressed beneath his cuffs. “Even if you’re backing out, I haven’t. I still hold the most shares, don’t I?”
Donald gave him a dry look.
“Mr. Yardley, don’t mistake our silence for stupidity. You’re the only one here who still thinks numbers are legitimate. Every person in this room knows the truth.”
He couldn’t understand why Yardley insisted on embarrassing himself.
your
“What are you implying?” Yardley snapped, canines just barely showing. “Every number in my report is
real!”
A heavy silence followed. The shareholders shifted uncomfortably.
Just because Yardley was clueless didn’t mean they were. They could spot cooked numbers a mile away.
Lila, seated to the side, didn’t even dare look up. She felt the secondhand shame burn through her skin.
Last night, he hadn’t even come home–and this morning, he couldn’t even keep his data straight. How was he still trying to compete?
She was truly disappointed in him.
“You’re accusing me of fraud–where’s your proof?” Yardley barked, refusing to back down. It wasn’t his
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first time faking numbers. Without evidence, what could they do?
“You want proof? I’ll make sure you get it.”
Donald nodded to his assistant, who placed a thick folder on the table.
Inside was every scrap of evidence exposing Yardley’s manipulated reports.
Yardley’s face drained of color as he flipped through the pages.
He had not expected to be called out so cleanly, so publicly.
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“Donald, you’ve always had a problem with me, haven’t you?” Yardley snapped. “But even if you don’t like me, accusing me of fraud in front of the board is crossing a line! This is defamation–I can sue you!”
Donald leaned back, unbothered. “And you really believe your own lies? You want to take this to court? Go ahead.”
Yardley seethed, his rage near boiling.
“If you keep making a scene,” Donald said, his voice now hard, “we’ll have no choice but to bring in the Werewolf Tribunal for a full audit.”
He had no interest in arguing anymore. Reasoning with someone like Yardley was a waste of breath.
“You-” Yardley wanted to roar, but even he wasn’t foolish enough to let the Tribunal get involved.
Tessa stood, finally speaking.
“This farce has gone on long enough. I believe everyone here already knows who’s most fit to be Sinclair Corp’s executive president.”
She swept her gaze across the room, calm and confident.
“Now, the three candidates will step out. You may begin voting.”
Without waiting, she turned and left the room.
Donald followed, leaving without hesitation.
Yardley, on the other hand, hesitated.
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