“I can’t go,” I said, gesturing to my hospital bed and the IV lines.

“You don’t have to,” Adelaide said.

“I can act as your proxy, if you sign the authorization.”

I looked at Adelaide, trying to read her face.

She had spent years standing by Victoria.

“Why should I trust you?” I asked.

“Because I want the Callahan name to mean something again,” Adelaide said.

“My brother built this company on integrity.”

“And Victoria turned it into a front,” I said.

“Exactly,” Adelaide said.

“I want Julian Vance and Victoria to pay for what they did.”

She reached into her bag and pulled out a document.

“This authorizes me to vote your daughter’s shares,” Adelaide said.

“It is temporary, only for tomorrow’s meeting.”

“Let me see it,” I said.

She handed it to me.

The legal language was clear and precise.

I looked at Agent Harris.

“Is this standard?” I asked.

“My legal team reviewed it,” Harris said.

“It’s clean.”

I took the pen Adelaide offered and signed my name.

“Thank you, Natalie,” Adelaide said, taking the paper.

“I will make sure they are stripped of everything.”