“These accusations are baseless,” Richard said, looking directly into the camera. “My investment was legitimate, and I have the documentation to prove it. Prime Enterprises is trying to cover up their own financial mismanagement by scapegoating me. I will not stand for this defamation, and I will take legal action if necessary.”Watching the interview, Sebastian clenched his fists. “He’s playing the victim,” he said, anger simmering in his voice. “We need to expose him before he does more damage.”Richard Armitage continued to deny all allegations. In a televised interview two days after the funds were returned to him, he appeared calm and composed, his voice dripping with indignation.Sebastian had actually wanted meeting with Richard about the fake investment funds alert, but there he is sitting and denying everything in television.Sebastian turned off the TV, feeling a knot of frustration tightening in his chest. As the screen went dark, the office's silence was broken by the ince
Sebastian’s heart pounded as he left the boardroom, the weight of the investors’ anxieties and demands heavy on his shoulders. The hallway seemed longer than usual, each step echoing in the silence. He headed towards his office, where he hoped to find a moment of respite and a strategy to counteract the chaos Richard Armitage had unleashed.Meanwhile, across town, Richard Armitage sat in his luxurious penthouse, a smug smile spreading across his face. He reclined in his leather chair, a glass of vintage whiskey in his hand, watching the rerun of his interview on a massive flat-screen TV. The satisfaction of seeing Sebastian struggle was palpable.“You see that, Gray? The whole company is on the brink of collapse,” Richard said, raising his glass in a mock toast. “Sebastian thought he could corner me, but he had no idea who he was dealing with.”Gray Shelf, a shadowy figure with a sharp gaze, leaned against the wall, his face partially obscured by the dim light. “Sebastian has always
As the press conference wrapped up, Sebastian felt a small measure of relief. His words had been measured, his tone resolute, but he knew that the real battle was just beginning. Abigail remained by his side as they left the conference room, her presence a steadying force. Sebastian said, his voice low. "We can't let Richard and Gray think they have the upper hand.""I've already arranged for our best surveillance team to follow Richard. They'll track his every move without him knowing." Abigail said.Sebastian paused, considering the gravity of the situation. "Good. Make sure they stay hidden. We can't afford any mistakes."Across town, Richard Armitage leaned back in his chair at the high-end restaurant, savoring his steak. The establishment was a discreet haven for the wealthy, where privacy was a given and the staff was trained to turn a blind eye.Gray Shelf sat across from him, his demeanor as shadowy as ever. "Sebastian's press conference was impressive," Gray remarked, his e
Sebastian felt the gravity of the situation as Abigail's urgent words echoed in his mind. Richard was trying to flee. This couldn't happen. They had to act now."Abigail, place a call to Richard," Sebastian ordered, his voice sharp and decisive. "We need to stop him before he escapes."Abigail, who was actually looking frustrated about Richard fleeing, quickly dialed Richard's number, her fingers moving with practiced efficiency. The phone rang twice before Richard's smug voice answered. "Richard Armitage.""Richard, it is Abigail Nelson from Prime Enterprises." Abigail said, her tone icy. "We know what you're planning, and it ends now."There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Sebastian could almost see Richard's smirk fading."I don't know what you're talking about, Abigail," Richard replied, trying to maintain his composure."Cut the crap, Richard!" Sebastian interjected, grabbing the phone from Abigail. "We have enough evidence to bury you. We know about the fake inve
The day that followed was a whirlwind of activity. Sebastian had mobilized every resource available to locate Gray Shelf and uncover the mole within Prime Enterprises. The stakes were high, and failure was not an option.In the dimly lit surveillance room, the Deal team worked tirelessly, sifting through hours of footage and mountains of data. Their goal was to find any trace of Gray Shelf and to identify the person within the company leaking information."Abigail," Sebastian said, entering her room with an air of determination. "Any progress?" Abigail looked up from her screen, her eyes tired but resolute. “I think I have narrowed it down to a few suspects. There's been some unusual activity in their communications."Sebastian, while looking at the screen, studied the data on the screen. "Who are our prime suspects?""Three employees stand out," Abigail replied. "Paul Jenkins, Laura Miles, and Anthony Walker. They've all had contact with external sources that are suspicious.""Focus
“Finally, it is done. Back to how it was.” Sebastian walked briskly down the marble corridors of Prime Enterprises, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. The recent events had taken a toll on him, and the weight of his responsibilities felt heavier than ever.However, there was a sense of satisfaction, knowing that the mole had been caught and that the investors' faith had been somewhat restored.Abigail was eager to get home after the press conference. “Mr President, I wish to run along now.”“That is okay Abigail.” Sebastian replied looking happy. “We will see tomorrow then. Thank you so much.”And off she went. Sebatian was left with just his uncle as they were about to go home too."Uncle William, thank you for your support today," Sebastian said as they exited the building and headed to the car waiting for them.William Prime, a towering figure with an air of authority, clapped his nephew on the back. "You have done well, Sebastian. Handling the investors and unmasking the traitor, i
Sebastian returned home late after another exhausting day at the office. The ongoing investigation into Prime Enterprises was draining, but the determination to protect his legacy, and his family’s legacy kept him going. As he entered the grand foyer, he noticed Samuel sitting quietly on a plush armchair, sipping tea. It looks like he is settling perfectly already."Good evening, sir." Samuel said, rising to his feet with a slight bow.Sebastian, taken aback by the formality, nodded. "Good evening, Samuel. How are you settling in?"Samuel's eyes gleamed with gratitude. "Very well, sir. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness, not everyone would accept a beggar like me into his house in the middle of the night."Sebastian waved off the gratitude, more out of habit than modesty. "It's the least we could do. And besides, you said you had nowhere to go. Have you eaten?""Yes, sir, the staff has been very generous," Samuel replied. He hesitated before continuing, looking like he had m
Sebastian entered his office, ready to tackle another busy day. He glanced at his watch, noting it was just past eight. It had been a week since Samuel had started working at Prime Enterprises, and the beggar-turned-cleaner had already become a topic of conversation among the staff. Samuel's hard work and friendly demeanor were beginning to win over even the most skeptical employees.As he sat at his desk, his secretary, Abigail, entered with a stack of documents. "Good morning, Mr. President. These are the reports from the finance department. Also, there's a meeting scheduled with the board at ten.""Thank you, Abigail," Sebastian replied, taking the reports from her. "How's Samuel doing? Have you noticed anything unusual?"Abigail smiled, shaking her head. "Actually, Samuel is doing exceptionally well. He's always the first to arrive and the last to leave. The cleaning staff have taken a liking to him, and he's even helped out in other areas when he saw a need. His work ethic is im