She Stole My Seat on My Private Jet. She Forgot I Owned the Sky.

away.

“Board meeting at four,” she said.

“Emergency session?”

“Not anymore.”

I glanced at her.

She smiled.

“Bradford tried to move company funds at 10:43 this morning. That triggered the automatic transfer clause.”

I looked out the window at the palm trees bending in the heat.

“How much control?”

“All of it that matters.”

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