continued calmly.
“My husband likes telling people he built everything himself.”
Another click.
More documents.
More signatures.
More evidence.
“I financed the company.”
Click.
“I negotiated the first contracts.”
Click.
“I secured the first investors.”
Click.
“And when Ricardo nearly bankrupted us during the recession…”
Another document appeared.
“…I personally guaranteed the loans that saved thebusiness.”
The whispers became louder.
Isabela looked as though she wanted to disappear.
Ricardo stepped forward.
“Enough.”
Elena finally looked at him.
“No.”
One word.
Cold and absolute.
The room froze.
Dr. Montenegro handed Elena a folder.
She opened it.
“Six months ago, my husband began transferring company assets without board approval.”
Ricardo’s eyes widened.
“No.”
“Yes.”
She held up several documents.
“The forensic audit is complete.”
A collective gasp spread through the audience.
Now people weren’t merely curious.
They were alarmed.
Many of them were shareholders.
Investors.
Board members.The next slide appeared.
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