Daniel Wright scrambled out of the chair as if it had suddenly turned into white-hot iron. He backed away, stumbling against the glass wall of the penthouse, his chest heaving. Ethan didn't even look at him as he sat down, resting his elbows on the table and interlacing his fingers.
The room was silent enough to hear the sweat dripping off the brows of the men in expensive suits.
"Mr. Sterling isn't just here to check the ledgers. This company is considered a critical infrastructure asset for the government. There are heavy suspicions regarding the illegal sale of proprietary technology and large-scale stock manipulation to benefit foreign entities—causing hundreds of millions in losses for American firms," said Ethan.
He paused, letting the words sink in. He leaned forward, his gaze sweeping over the Halbert loyalists.
"In the eyes of the law, that isn't just corporate fraud. That is treason against the state," said Ethan.
