Chapter 369

"Harvey and the others have secured 51.3% of the company shares!" Meagan said with urgency.

51.3%. Complete dominance. Despite holding a 34.5% stake,Hannah's influence on any shareholder vote had been erased.Harvey now possessed unrestricted command of the corporation-unchecked, unopposed.

"They dispatched their own team earlier today," Meagan continued bitterly. "Tech's admin rights have been revoked,Finance is under surveillance, and Legal is already staffed with their appointees."

"And the Celestial Voyage initiative?" Hannah asked, her voice tight as she forced herself to stay steady and catch onto the key point.

Meagan faltered and then delivered the crushing news."The new CEO's assistant-brought in by Harvey-declared a 'strategic realignment.' The venture is suspended indefinitely.The core team has been dissolved, and Ethan's reassigned to maintain the outdated system."

Hannah's chest tightened. She had gravely miscalculated.She'd thought remote management would be enough to preserve her control. She had not foreseen Harvey exploiting weaknesses so swiftly. He'd stripped her of everything.And he had not even granted her the courtesy of notice. To the rest,she was no longer the company founder, no longer the dominant stakeholder. She was just a ghost-a vanished,irrelevant entity no longer in the equation.

But she refused to concede. Steadying herself, she gave Meagan a single order. "Wait for my signal." Then, she acted. She composed a concise message for Felix and Miles, outlining the hostile seizure, Harvey's illicit maneuvers, the freezing of the Celestial Voyage initiative, and her present "disappeared" condition. She encrypted the email and hit send.

For Felix, she assigned a mission-protect offshore research and markets, block Granite Capital from global assets, and begin compiling outside evidence for litigation.

Felix's reply arrived within minutes, lending her a measure of relief.

Miles, however, remained abroad with his mother and sister after the Alice affair. Several hours passed before his eventual response reached Hannah.

Afterward, Hannah issued a public notice: "Due to urgent private matters, I have temporarily stepped aside from day-to -day operations. Nonetheless, I remain directly engaged in long -term company strategy. I will address shareholders shortly."

The statement also subtly hinted at "irregular behavior from certain shareholders," and her intent to pursue legal action if necessary.

It was designed to buy time, reassure minority shareholders, and spook those wavering on the fence. But this was insufficient.She required a decisive strike.

Her thoughts churned, scanning every flagged priority. One dossier surfaced-The NeuroCore Initiative. It was a groundbreaking neural-interface endeavor designed to enable seamless, immersive connection between humans and systems.

The file had already cleared internal approval under her authorization. And Harvey, predictably shortsighted, had brushed it off as trivial. That left her access intact.

She reopened the dossier and scrutinized it again, carefully this She reopened the dossier and scrutinized it again,carefully this time. This was no side pursuit-it was the path ahead. Harvey,blinded by greed, obsessed with immediate wins and power grabs, failed to grasp the scope.

But she did. And even more compelling, the Jones Group was developing a similar interface. A bold idea ignited in her mind.

At dinner time, Hannah sat opposite Vincent as usual. She ate wordlessly, her grace intact, but tonight, her presence carried weight, sharpened by an unfamiliar frost.

Vincent sensed the shift immediately. He had only just been informed of upheavals at Luminara Group. His gaze was steady as he looked at her. "Still thinking about Luminara?" His voice was calm, tinged with the steady confidence of one perpetually composed.

Hannah raised her gaze to meet his. In those clear depths,displeasure burned. "Vincent, do you know Harvey Langston's method of seizing the Luminara Group?"

Vincent arched an eyebrow, inviting her explanation.

"A strike." Her lips curved into a cutting smile. "While I was trapped here, cut off from the outside world,he rallied a few fence-sitters and swept up shares on the open market. Then,he sidestepped protocol, summoned a private board session-one motion, and I was displaced."

Vincent's brow tightened, but silence remained. She was blaming him.

Still, Hannah's focus did not falter. "He owns 51.3% of the shares. On record, that's full authority. But do you know what that really means? It means he has to constantly maintain that alliance. Granite Capital alone lacks a majority; he leans on smaller investors. If that alliance cracks, or if a new contender emerges to weaken his grip..." She left the sentence unfinished, but the meaning was She left the sentence unfinished, but the meaning was unmistakable.

Vincent looked at her, eyes unreadable. "So? You expect me to help you reclaim the comnpany?" His voice carried faint amusement, as though probing her resolve.

"No." Hannah's response was sharp and instant. Not a flicker of hesitation crossed her eyes. "That's my battlefield."

Her tone then hardened-razor-edged, her stare blazing. "But I need one breach from you. Just a single opening for me to reclaim the company myself."