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I gave her a small nod of acknowledgement and turned towards the elevator. As I pressed the button, I could feel her eyes following me.
I stepped into the elevator as soon as the doors opened and hit the button for the top floor. As the elevator ascended, I grinned. Today had been a long time coming, and I was ready.
I checked the penthouse cameras on the way up, making sure that Monroe was still watching a movie. There was a wide smile on her face as she lounged on the couch in one of my T-shirts, watchingWedding Crashers. I took a screenshot so I could make it my new background on my phone.
She was so fucking gorgeous.
When the doors finally opened on the top floor, I strode confidently out of the elevator and towards my father's office. As I approached the door, I could hear voices coming from inside. Without bothering to knock, I pushed the door open and strode into the room.
"Lincoln, what the hell are you doing here? I'm in the middle of a meeting," he snapped.
“Hey, Bart,” I shot out to my father’s mousy looking Chief Technology Officer, Bartholomew Taylors. There was sweat beaded on his forehead and his cheeks were red. Obviously, he’d been getting his ass reamed in here. “You can leave now.”
“Lincoln, what the f—”
"I have something you’re really going to want to see," I replied calmly, knowing that it would only rile him up more. "You could say it’s life changing."
My father rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath, but gestured for Bart to leave the room.
Bart practically ran out, and I wrinkled my nose in disgust at his cowardice.
As soon as the door swung closed, it was on.
“You want to tell me what the fuck you thought was so important that you barged into my meeting?”
“I wanted to tell you a story,” I said lightly and he growled, his gaze narrowing as he studied my face, finally getting the picture. This wasn’t business as usual. He glanced at his watch. “Well—get on with it. You have five minutes.”
"Thanks for the generosity,” I drawled, drawing another snarl from my father.
I settled down casually onto his couch, crossing my legs as if I really was about to watch a movie or do something else not related to destroying someone.
“As you know, Tyler and I were very close,” I began.
“To his detriment,” my father inserted.
I ignored him. For once, his snide remarks didn’t hold any heat.
“Tyler wanted to make sure that I would always be taken care of, in light of our…difficult relationship ," I said, a hint of smugness in my voice. "He had a will in place at the time of his death that gave me all of his shares in the company if he passed.”
My father’s eyes briefly widened in shock, but he quickly shuttered his emotions so that only his usual blank malfeasance was present.
My father scoffed. "Alright? Are you here to brag about owning 30% of the shares for the company? That’s not going to get you anywhere."
I nodded. “You’re right. 30% wouldn’t get me very far. But all the shares I’ve purchased since, with all the money I’ve earned from my “little hobby”,willget me far.”
I picked up my phone and sent him the document my accountant had pulled together.
“You can check your email,” I smiled.
I sat calmly as his phone dinged with the notification he’d gotten my message. I watched as his face contorted with confusion, then realization, then sheer panic.
"What is this?" my father demanded, waving his phone wildly in the air. It was the most undone I’d ever seen him. "What have you done?"
I pretended to peruse the email on my phone, a small smirk playing at the corner of my lips. Finally, after enough of a dramatic pause, I looked up at him. "As you can see, I now own 51% of the company…enough to get me wherever I want.”
My father's face flushed crimson, the veins on his forehead bulging as he glared at me with fiery eyes. His fists clenched at his sides, and I could see the muscles in his jaw tensing as he struggled to maintain control. "You are out of your fucking mind!" he spat, standing up and pacing back and forth behind his desk. "You have no idea what you're doing. You're going to ruin everything!"
I leaned back against the cushion, folding my arms across my chest. "Oh, Iamgoing to ruin everything," I said, my voice calm and measured. "I'm going to sell off this company piece by piece until there's nothing left. I’m going to ruin what you’ve spent your entire life building.”
