Marked By the Pureblood Alpha (Deanna and Luis) novel Chapter 404

Third-person POV:

The moment Max met Luis's razor-sharp gaze, it hit him like a wave of pressure. He couldn't help looking at the floor.

"I did receive dividends, but it was less than the usual percentage. So, I'm raising an objection on behalf of the shareholders."

"Is that so?"

Luis let out a soft, mocking laugh.

Just a simple question, but Max's hair stood on end. Even his voice started to shake. "O-of course."

Luis tilted his chin slightly.

Beta Aaron, standing to the side, understood at once. He handed a file to Samuel and signaled for it to be projected on the screen.

Aaron said, "This is evidence that Max moved funds through our overseas subsidiary. The records clearly show unethical actions that seriously damaged Mooncrown Corporation's interests."

As the evidence scrolled across the screen, the room erupted into quiet gasps.

Max's pupils blew wide.

No—how was this possible? He'd just borrowed a little money after a bad stock play. He'd paid it back fast. How could they still dig it up?

Luis watched Max's face cycle through shock, panic, and denial without the slightest change in expression. "So? What's your explanation?"

"I-I ... this is fake!"

Aaron's voice stayed calm. "It's all recorded right here in black and white. And your finance team has already admitted it."

Max clenched his fists, forcing himself to hold his ground. "I already put the money back."

Luis's lips curved into a faint smile—one that didn't reach his eyes. "If everyone ran a company like you—pulling money out, putting it back, or maybe not putting it back at all—how would any corporation survive?"

The room turned on Max instantly. The looks weren't sympathetic. They were mocking looks.

Max's face went pale, then flushed, then turned an ugly shade in between.

Luis's gaze stayed flat, his tone final. "Mooncrown Corporation doesn't need shareholders like you. If you don't want this evidence ending up at the Werewolf Enforcement Bureau, then transfer your Mooncrown Corporation shares today."

Aaron stepped forward with a share transfer agreement that had clearly been prepared in advance. He placed it on Max's desk and offered him a pen. "Sign this."

Idiot.

If you got caught doing something like this, what exactly do you expect me to do?

Clean. Ruthless. Done in a blink.

The room barely had time to process it.

One second, Max was still sitting in his seat as a shareholder.

Next, he was being hauled out like trash.

Just like that, the corporate summit turned icy.

A hundred people sat in a silence so thick it felt dangerous.

Luis lifted his eyes and swept his gaze across the entire room. His voice was low, steady, and absolute. "No one can guarantee a company's profits will look exactly the same every year. But since I took over, your dividends have been higher every year than they were under my grandfather—including this year.

"Does anyone else have an objection?"

Every head dropped. No one dared to speak.

Just then, the Fifth Elder of Mooncrown Pack, Stephen Wilson, stepped forward.