At PowerLunchers,
"If people outside learn how you rip them off, no one will work with you," Aveline repeated Theodore's words in a low voice, her tone laced with mockery. "Wasn't that a threat, Chairman Marston?"
She leaned forward, eyes glinting. "Then how about this? What if I let the world know I filed a lawsuit?"
She let her words slowly sink in for Theodore before she continued.
"Your stock price plunges to an all-time low. Your shareholders demand answers. The vultures will circle you, and the chairmanship slips from your grasp. Your brand new branch shuts down overnight."
She paused, as she slowly leaned back on her chair, her lips curving as she tilted her head. "Third takedown in my name. Nice."
Theodore's chest tightened, his fear twisting sharper. Her words weren't just bluffs. They carried the weight of someone already digging into him and his details. And the results if the information leaked were going to be what she uttered.
