I looked at her – this proud, beautiful, cruel woman – and for the first time, I felt nothing.

“I’m the nobody who bought your company’s debt three years ago. Every loan, every investor, every silent partner? That was me.” I tapped again. A termination letter appeared on all screens, signed with my digital seal. “As majority owner, I’m dissolving your merger. And your position.”

“Security!” she snapped.

“No.” I walked toward the stage. “You spent six years telling everyone I was a janitor. A driver. A charity case you kept out of pity.”

Lydia’s face went white. Then red. “That’s… that’s fake. You’re nobody.”

Her eyes went razor sharp. “Leo. Go wait in the car.”