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Olivier slammed his hand on the table, rising to his feet.
“Where did you get these files?” Olivier demanded. “You–this is slander. None of this is public. You had no right to access private communications-”
“I had every right,” Liam cut in. “And so does this board. If they do their own due diligence, they’ll find everything in those files is accurate. These aren’t rumors. These are losses. Documented,”
Olivier pointed at him. “You have no idea how corporate risk management works. Do you think this company was built without missteps? You’re a startup kid playing legacy games-”
Liam didn’t blink. “No one expects perfection. But this isn’t about risk. It’s about carelessness. One mistake, and you’ll drag the company down with you.”
For a moment, no one spoke. Then Reinhardt set his folder down slowly.
“If that’s the case,” Reinhardt said, “then I’ll give my vote to Liam. The company’s exposure under Olivier’s past decisions was never reviewed properly. That stops today.”
Olivier turned sharply. “You’re going to turn on me over one set of spreadsheets?”
Reinhardt shrugged. “You knew this meeting was coming. You should’ve come prepared with your own numbers.”
Olivier looked at the rest of the board. “Don’t be hasty. This is a smear. These are old deals, some of them were greenlit by my own father—”
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