“I saw the blood tests, Dad,” Nathan said.

“I saw the documents from the clinic in Zurich.”

“The ones with your personal signature authorizing the payments.”

Richard’s mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.

“You knew about Lily,” Nathan said.

“You knew I had a daughter.”

“And you kept her from me so you could keep control of the company.”

“It was for the family,” Richard whispered, his voice cracking.

“The company would have been divided,” Richard said, stepping closer.

“The shares would have been locked in a trust for a baby.”

“We were in the middle of the acquisition.”

“I did what was necessary to save the Whitmore legacy.”

“You saved yourself,” Nathan said.

Mrs. Vance cleared her throat.

“We will now vote on the resolution to remove Richard Whitmore as Chairman, effective immediately.”

“All in favor,” she said.

Every hand around the table rose.

Even Mr. Sterling raised his hand, though he did not look Richard in the eye.

“The motion carries,” Mrs. Vance said.

“The second resolution,” Mr. Hayes said, reading from his tablet.