Through the glass wall, the elderly janitor lowered his phone and looked straight into the conference room.
Croft, still standing in the hallway, looked between the trembling directors inside and the man holding the mop, his smug expression crumbling into sheer, suffocating terror.
"You..." Croft gasped, the blood instantly draining from his face until his skin was completely ash-white.
Arthur Vance. The legendary reclusive founder, majority shareholder, and ultimate authority of the entire global financial empire, standing directly before him in a cleaning uniform.
Chapter IV: The Verdict in the Corridor
The heavy glass doors of the boardroom swung open. All six executive board members sprinted out into the hallway, stopping dead in their tracks before the man in the faded work jacket, bowing their heads in deep, terrified reverence.
Chairman Vance handed his mop handle to the stunned COO, his steel-blue eyes locking onto Croft with crushing finality.