“I believed,” I said, my voice softer now, yet no less powerful, “that I was entering a family that valued love and integrity. But it seems I was mistaken. Mrs. Patricia, you have shown me a version of family that I refuse to be a part of. And Brandon,” I turned to him, feeling the sting of betrayal for the last time, “I trusted you. I loved you. But love without honesty is nothing but an empty promise.”

A murmur blossomed among the guests, uncertainty electrifying the air. I breathed deeply, drawing strength from the flicker of support I recognized in a few familiar faces. This was my moment; the CEO in me had indeed awakened, and this was my boardroom.

“I have something to play for everyone,” I said. My phone, still recording, was connected to the room’s PA system, a click of a button away from unleashing the damning conversation I’d overheard. The room hushed, the tension palpable as I stood on the precipice of revelation.