The Secret Chemistry of a Billionaire Heir and a Corporate Betrayal
“Suspension kept you out of their immediate reach,” Andrew said. “It bought us time to find out who actually altered the footage.”
“I don’t like being a pawn in your family’s corporate war,” I said.
“You aren’t a pawn, Elila,” he said, his eyes searching mine. “I need you safe.”
He looked away, his jaw tightening as he stared at the bare plaster wall.
“They are watching my every move,” Andrew continued. “Victoria is trying to force a board vote to remove me as CEO.”
“And Julian?” I asked.
“Julian is backing her,” Andrew said. “He’s been meeting with her lawyers behind closed doors.”
“How did they get that footage?” I asked. “Someone had to upload it from an internal terminal.”
“We are looking into it,” he said. “But you need to stay away from the office, Elila. Please.”
“I can’t just sit here and do nothing while they ruin my career,” I said.
“Your career will be fine once I clear this up,” he said. “I promise you.”
He reached out and gently touched my cheek, his fingers warm against my cold skin.