Mark was rendered speechless. The weight of the revelation hit him like a tidal wave, eroding the facade he had so carefully constructed. His gaze darted between me and the stern faces of the executives flanking me, desperately seeking some sign that this was a cruel joke.
“But… how?” he stammered, his voice barely a whisper now, a far cry from the bombastic CEO persona he’d worn just moments ago.
I removed my sunglasses, revealing eyes that, despite the exhaustion of childbirth, gleamed with determination and steely resolve. “You see, Mark, while you were busy playing the power-hungry executive, I was building alliances and securing my position. The company has always been mine. You were just a front, a figurehead. And now, your services are no longer required.”
