Chapter 61: Chapter 61
She stepped in with the quiet grace of someone who knew she didn’t need to announce herself to be noticed. She didn’t rush. She didn’t smile. She simply walked in with purpose, a woman who owned the moment—just like she now owned the company.
Walking beside Cora was no other person than Melissa. Both of them walked toward the center chair, the one where the head of the board is supposed to be seated. It was James who was currently sitting there.
Without wasting any time, Cora simply raised one finger and used it to signal that James should stand up and leave the seat.
James, seeing this, immediately pretended as if he didn’t see Cora or understand what the gesture meant. The truth was, he didn’t know why she was even here. The shock and embarrassment hit him hard, but instead of reacting calmly, he tried to brush it off as if Cora’s presence was completely out of place.
He forced himself to act normal and said in a loud, slightly agitated tone, "What are you doing here, Cora? Just get up and leave immediately. What concerns you with this board meeting?"
He continued with a shaky confidence, "You’re not supposed to be here. This is an internal meeting. So please, don’t embarrass yourself. Just leave."
At that moment, Emily joined James in fueling the fire. With a loud and mocking tone, she scoffed, "Hasn’t Cora embarrassed herself enough? What is she doing here, barging into a place where she clearly doesn’t belong?" Her voice carried across the boardroom, drawing several eyes toward her. "Of all places, she chose here to show her face and cause even more drama. It’s pathetic."
Emily’s expression twisted with disgust as she looked at Cora. "You should be ashamed of yourself," she spat. "This right here this is why James never saw any future with you. You’re simply not up to standard, not even close. You don’t belong in rooms like this. You’ve never understood your place."
James, still seated at the head of the table, clenched his fists under the table, his face visibly red with anger. The presence of Cora calm, composed, and radiant despite the tension seemed to drive him insane. He refused to believe she had any business being there, not after everything.
Gritting his teeth, he stood up sharply, his chair screeching backward. "I’m not going to repeat myself again," he said, his voice low but dangerous, cutting through the murmurs in the room. "Cora, you need to leave. Now. Before I call security to drag you out. And this time this time I just might press charges."
At that moment, Cora simply smiled. Not a nervous smile. Not a defeated one. But the kind of calm, confident smile that made everyone in the room go silent for a second. Her eyes locked onto James with quiet fire as she took a step forward, her heels tapping lightly on the polished floor.
"Well," she began, her voice steady but piercing, "you were so blind, James. So blind not to see me for who I truly was from the very beginning." She glanced around the boardroom, her gaze scanning the stunned faces, before returning it to James. "But now that my eyes are open and yours, I assume, are too I hope you still remember what I once told you."
She took another step forward, each word dropping like thunder. "I said I was going to make your life a living hell. And James, I always keep my word."
James looked like he wanted to say something, but he couldn’t. He was frozen, staring at her like he’d seen a ghost.
"You really thought you made it here on your own?" Cora asked, raising an eyebrow. "Let me remind you. I was the one who made you who you are today. I made you the talk of the town. I built your image. I made you the youngest, most celebrated entrepreneur in this country."
Her voice rose just slightly not in rage, but in righteous declaration. "I gave you the platform. I put the pieces in place. And now I’ve come back... to take back what rightfully belongs to me."
The silence in the boardroom was heavy. No one dared interrupt. Even Emily had gone pale.
Cora then pointed her finger squarely at James—firm, commanding. "Get up," she said. "The new boss of ZSZ has just arrived for the meeting."
At that moment, after Cora said those words that shook the entire boardroom, every single gaze turned immediately to James. His face went pale as if the color had drained out of him. The anger he wore seconds ago faded, replaced by something far more vulnerable fear and disbelief. His lips parted slightly as he stared at Cora, and with a voice that trembled more than he wanted, he asked:
"Wait... don’t tell me... are you the one who bought the 70% share?"
Cora didn’t respond with words. She simply turned her face slightly away, calm and composed, as if the question didn’t even deserve an answer. Her silence was louder than any declaration.
Just then, Melissa stepped forward. Her heels clicked against the floor, and the atmosphere in the room shifted again. Without saying anything, she placed a thick folder on the table in front of James and the other board members. Then, she began distributing documents from the folder to each shareholder, investor, and executive seated around the room.
The rustling of pages echoed through the silent room as people started flipping through the documents. Within moments, the murmurs began.
Eyes widened. Faces froze.
At the top of each document, in bold ink and clear legal print, was care name.
She wasn’t bluffing. The papers were real, she was the new majority shareholder of ZSZ Enterprise.
James blinked rapidly, almost as if his mind refused to accept what he was seeing. His fingers trembled as he grabbed his copy and stared at it—his eyes darting from one line to the next in disbelief.
"No... this can’t be... this can’t be real..." he muttered.
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