Part 4 — The Screen Switch
Behind Helena, the massive LED screen flickered.
NexumTech’s logo disappeared.
In its place: ANDERSON GLOBAL—clean, dominant, undeniable.
A market announcement filled the screen:
“Breaking Disclosure: Anderson Global has concluded the acquisition of 62% of NexumTech shares.”
The silence became shock in physical form.
August’s face drained. “That’s impossible.”
A board member rushed toward him, whispering like a man trying to outrun fate. “We tried to warn you—the shares were acquired over months through international subsidiaries. It’s done.”
Helena didn’t raise her voice.
She didn’t need to.
“While you were busy upgrading your image,” she said, “I was protecting what you were putting at risk. Your reckless decisions nearly drove this company toward collapse.”
Sabrina stepped back, suddenly unsure of her role. “Is this petty revenge?”
Helena offered a small, controlled smile. “No.”
“It’s corporate governance.”
She faced the crowd. “As of tomorrow, NexumTech is part of Anderson Global. Executive leadership will be restructured.”
August’s hands clenched. “You can’t do this to me.”
Helena met his eyes like a judge meeting a liar.
“I’m not doing this to you,” she said. “You did it to yourself.”
Then she added, softly—almost kindly:
“And just so the record is clear… I’m not here as your ex-wife.”
A pause.
“I’m here as the Chairwoman of the Majority Board.”
Part 5 — Fired in Real Time
Sabrina tried to salvage the story. “This changes nothing. August is still the face of NexumTech.”
Helena turned back to the screen.
A second document appeared:
“Extraordinary Board Resolution: Immediate removal of CEO August Grant for administrative misconduct.”
It hit like a physical blow.
August’s mouth opened.
No words came out.
Helena’s voice stayed calm. “Your legal team shielded everything, remember?”
She paused—then finished the knife twist with velvet.
“Mine did, too.”
Phones were already lifted. Journalists were already whispering into live feeds.
But Helena didn’t gloat.
She inhaled slowly, placed a hand over her belly, and addressed the room like a grown-up entering a messy classroom.
“I could expose details that would ruin reputations,” she said. “But I won’t. NexumTech needs stability, not spectacle.”
Then she looked directly at August.
“You may remain a minority shareholder. Or sell your shares. Your choice.”
It wasn’t mercy for him.
It was discipline for the company.
