"You! You! You three—" Lucas's voice sliced through the tense boardroom. "I want all of them removed from the board and their shares revoked. The vote starts now!"
The moment the words left his mouth, the three men he'd singled out shot to their feet.
"No, Lucas! We're senior shareholders! You can't just—"
"I can," Lucas cut in, voice calm but deadly. "Because I am the one in charge of Hilton Group."
He was already in a foul mood, and now someone had the nerve to test him? Suicidal.
He'd been planning to keep these old vultures around for entertainment. But after what happened with Sophia, he wasn't in the mood for games. Today, someone had to bleed.
Beside him, Aiden froze.
Lucas hadn't called his name.
He realized instantly—Lucas was making an example. Killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. Showing everyone what defiance looked like.
It wasn't his turn yet… but it would be soon.
