Abigail remained calm. "I agree. That's why I've commissioned a full internal audit. Every deal, every contract, from the last ten years."
There were murmurs around the room.
"And if it turns out my father did something wrong," she continued, "I will make it public myself. But I won't let someone else's vendetta dictate the future of this company."
Her words silenced the room. For a brief moment, respect flickered in the eyes of even her harshest critics.
Meanwhile, Cassandra and Penelope met once again.
"She's pushing back hard," Penelope grumbled. "She has Jerry and now the media on her side."
"Then we change tactics," Cassandra said calmly. She opened a file and slid it across the table. Inside was a document that hadn't seen daylight in over a decade.
"What is this?" Penelope asked.
"Something from her father's past. Something even Abigail doesn't know. If we play this right, it won't just destabilize her company. It will break her completely."
Penelope's eyes gleamed.
