“… from conducting her duties. Please vacate the premises.”

Adrian’s face paled to a shade that was almost comical. The shock of betrayal was plastered on his features, like a child caught with a hand in the cookie jar. He turned to me, his expression a mix of disbelief and growing fury.

“Chairwoman?” he spat, as if the word itself was poison. “What is this, Helena? Some kind of twisted joke?”

I smiled—a slow, deliberate gesture that conveyed the power shift more eloquently than words ever could. “Not a joke, Adrian. Just reality. You see, while you were busy with your… extracurricular activities, I was busy ensuring that RossTech remained in safe hands.”

He staggered back, as if I had slapped him. In a way, I had. His mind, sharp as it was, struggled to grasp the full scope of the deception. His empire—no, my empire—teetered on the edge of his understanding, about to fall completely out of his grasp.

“You never cared about the company,” I continued, my voice calm, almost soothing. “You cared about the image, the prestige. But the real work? The real brilliance? That was all mine.”

Zara hovered behind him, her earlier confidence crumbling. She had hitched her wagon to a falling star, and the reality was dawning on her fast. She opened her mouth, perhaps to protest or to align herself with the new power, but I silenced her with a glance.

“Zara,” I said, still smiling, “I suggest you start updating your resume. There’s no place for you here.”

Adrian’s shock was morphing into rage. He stepped forward, fists clenched, but the Head of Security moved subtly, a silent warning that reminded him of his place. He wasn’t the king here anymore.

“Helena, you can’t do this,” Adrian said, desperation creeping into his voice. “We can work something out. For the children.”

I laughed then—a bright, genuine sound that echoed through the atrium. “For the children? You mean the ones you didn’t even bother to look at before you walked out? Don’t worry, Adrian. The twins will be well taken care of. I have every intention of ensuring they know and respect their father… from a safe distance.”

He knew he was defeated. The realization slumped his shoulders, and for the first time, I saw the man behind the mask—the one who thought he could play gods with people’s lives. But now, his game was over.

As Adrian turned to leave, the Chief Counsel leaned in, delivering the final blow. “You’ll receive the papers from our legal team. Consider this your official notice of termination, effective immediately.”

The door closed behind him, and with it, a chapter of my life that I was more than ready to leave behind. I turned to my assembled team, nodding with satisfaction. It was time to rebuild, to mold RossTech into the future I had always envisioned.

But first, there were two little souls waiting at home, needing their mother. And this time, I was going to give them everything with no pretense, no hidden truths. Just the honest, unvarnished love of a mother who had finally found her power.